Open Poetry #7 |
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rene Member
since 2000-04-24
Posts 113 |
You the storm inside me my rider. You my warrior, You were here yesterday and nothing else was real. In my heart i clothed you In armour sweet as childrens prayers And sent you out into the to be my light, my warrior. Dream my warrior, Dream we sit by the fire, and everthing is soft as childrens lullabyes You my rider my kind and gentle warrior You the one the world cannot touch |
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rene Member
since 2000-04-24
Posts 113 |
rugadu van veehgibaun |
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Parker Member Elite
since 2000-01-06
Posts 3129ON |
This was interesting........... full of subtle passion. hated the title though...... hard to click on. Parker |
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rene Member
since 2000-04-24
Posts 113 |
i do apologize, no title, about a star. |
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