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Poetry of myself
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Poetry of myself |
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Rosebud1229 Senior Member
since 2000-04-05
Posts 1813North Carolina |
Poetry, a dark passionate color of red, Just as I must breath, I must write, Poetry is in my mind, Fragments of inner self, Today I must write of days gone by, Often with a inner sigh, Poetry is in my heart, Just as my heart must beat, I must stay nsync with words, Words that toss and turn around in my head, Dreams that become reality on paper, Poetry amazes, dazes often rages, But this I know it is in my blood. |
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Irie Senior Member
since 1999-12-01
Posts 1493Washington State |
Oh yes, very true and very well stated!  I love how you put this together RoseBud. Made me smile  ~Sheri |
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Crysania Member
since 2002-09-21
Posts 67Lost in a dream. (Please don't wake!) |
How very true! - Stephanie |
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Krishankins
since 2002-06-23
Posts 972Texas |
"But this I know it is in my blood" And to stop would mean that I must cease to be. Wonderful job!!!!  Hey dog, did you see the size of that chicken!? |
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Rosebud1229 Senior Member
since 2000-04-05
Posts 1813North Carolina |
thanks for your replies poetry is truly a part of the writer. |
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