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Keepsake |
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exhale Senior Member
since 2003-06-13
Posts 646Alberta,Canada 
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my heart is pumping my blood is rushing i should slow down i'm far enough away that he won't hear me cry i wouldn't be able to live with myself if i knew he heard me cry if he knew it was who does he think he is god he's not... he can't play with my heart and say its his keepsake i won't let my heart be someones souvenir.. p.s i'm revising Cellophane Girl look for it later tonight maybe, and if not then tomorrow, thanks for all the thoughts and opinions, i took them all to heart  |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice writing...James |
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EvocativeVerse2 Senior Member
since 2003-09-10
Posts 1279 |
Hi exhale. Nice piece you have here. Love it! Remember, if you're not part of the future, you're history! |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
"god he's not... he can't play with my heart and say its his keepsake i won't let my heart be someones souvenir.." More power to you! (Liked those lines.) |
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ambrish Member
since 2003-03-27
Posts 257India |
he can't play with my heart and say its his keepsake i won't let my heart be someones souvenir.. so lovely. |
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