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not all love
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not all love |
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faithmairee Senior Member
since 2011-01-05
Posts 1441Poe Haven, USA 
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not all love is pure this my dear you must know still my love for you is always as fresh as the morning snow since our separation i've cried an ocean of tears for the hand that fate has dealt us has given life to all my fears There must be a poem in here somewhere. |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
Reminds me of the Julie London classic, "Cry Me A River." Almost as many poems have been written about our tears as the tears we have shed. ~ Good health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die. ~ |
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faithmairee Senior Member
since 2011-01-05
Posts 1441Poe Haven, USA |
true...thanks for stopping by and reading me There must be a poem in here somewhere. |
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