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buttercup411 Junior Member
since 2000-07-03
Posts 41miami, fl, u.s |
my days have been made the years have begone i'm still undone if i could find a place on this lonely earth.... by your side unsurely it may lie the world has no end my time ha no rhyme unsure of what tomorrow might bring i turn my light on and cry if it's fake love then surely there's no me but if i could only reach you maybe just maybe my life would be done !@##)*(^&*+)_<><:"~^*&#@ sometimes i stand, sometimes i sit... i never know what there is to know.. i never could write a poem.. : ) |
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Child of the Stars
since 2000-09-07
Posts 1658Ann Arbor, MI |
Hey this was terrific...heh...that's all I can say...great job...happy writing... ~Carly "I see," said the blind man to his deaf wife reading the newspaper. |
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Dopey Dope
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Member Patricius
since 2000-08-30
Posts 11132San Juan, Puerto Rico |
Great joB! Hope to see more of your work on here.......  "I was born myself, raised myself, and will continue to be myself. The world will just have to adjust." I hate your socks. I'd like to burn them! |
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Lakewalker Member Elite
since 2000-08-05
Posts 3289On the streets w/ people |
"unsure of what tomorrow might bring i turn my light on and cry" This is whole poem is really well said, it's good writing! "Disagreements stimulate thought, thought stimulates action, and action stimulates life." --Me!! |
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Erin Member Elite
since 2000-06-15
Posts 2527~Chicago~ |
In my mind this poem made me think differently...I dont know if this is right or not but please tell me if I am wrong...It seems as if something went wrong...Im not sure what but thats what it seems... ~*Love is sometimes like a rose. Beautiful in the beginning but dies in the end.*~ |
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buttercup411 Junior Member
since 2000-07-03
Posts 41miami, fl, u.s |
yeah erin sumthing went wrong... just struggles with my mother...over just stupid stuff....thanks for the replies !@##)*(^&*+)_<><:"~^*&#@ sometimes i stand, sometimes i sit... i never know what there is to know.. i never could write a poem.. : ) |
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