Teen Poetry #7 |
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Kellie_Cantrell Senior Member
since 2002-05-22
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I drove by again last night, to this place I once called home. Someone else was sitting all alone, in the room I used to call my own. It wasn't till later, that I realised in my heart. That it was still my home, and my heart lives there now. I wonder and ponder, if it will ever be the same. missing you is so hard, when you are so far away. But will the heart I have go on, if I never go back? This place I called home, the good and the bad. But now when I go by, I seem to become sad. [This message has been edited by Kellie_Cantrell (02-26-2005 11:35 PM).] |
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Marshalzu![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2001-02-15
Posts 2681Lurking |
quote: Apart from that little distraction in the middle this was a very enjoyable peice. |
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Marshalzu![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2001-02-15
Posts 2681Lurking |
Much better ![]() Andrew |
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