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 Why I ask you, What did I ever do To deserve all this I tryed so hard Tear's mean nothing If only one person Could notice and see I tryed... [read more] |
 Another day goes by- And I'm stuck with you on my mind, Lately, you're all I seem to think about- It's so hard to pass the time. It's been a... [read more] |
 The Gingerbread House Wednesday, 13 February 2002 The gingerbread house is very sweet there are lots of Lovely things to eat There is... [read more] |
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This is a little something to say thanx to all those who supported, Sticking behind me when my poetry was almost aborted. Thank you all so m... [read more] |
 The Yellow Rose Ahhh, the yellow rose of friendship. Yes, that's all its meant to be. This relationship that started long... [read more] |
 Little cry cracks the dawn One angelic countenance was Brought forth off darkness Where the host tartly wished To never had him happened... [read more] |
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The many people I've met some are shy and quiet some are loud and proud while I spoke inaudibly they scream in murmur in the middle of nowh... [read more] |
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you should have seen how I fell on the ground so hasty, i tripped off my stupid feet two rings were enough; I know ‘twas you on the oth... [read more] |
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Navajo Blankets So. Just what do I know of the Navajo? Nothing much that I can truly see. It's just that this... [read more] |
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Poor Lady Eve wandering in micro-mini whose flesh is seen by the waft of the wind working as a waitress, the bunny uniform fits her lustrous... [read more] |
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crouched, arms around knees the tide tugs at something within me the shore stretches endlessly the ocean laps gently at my feet I am humble... [read more] |
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My daughter's almost five years old now And my first sweetie now knows how to ask questions, pretty witty yet a'lil atypical I sometimes f... [read more] |
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remember, ergo, although you are away for now my thoughts are always with you day and night i cuddle your pillow kissing your whiff tr... [read more] |
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elegant body black or green or blue maybe smoke-belching free and a power to stir my whims so dear oh well since i can’t afford to have o... [read more] |
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fortune comes so rarely if you know the secret it will land on your sweet embrace staying written 01/08/2003 [read more] |