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this is where i live.
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this is where i live. |
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exhale Senior Member
since 2003-06-13
Posts 646Alberta,Canada 
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from my window to my street autumn follows me and i won't shiver this is where i live. i wasn't born to write or to think or to fly but i do this is where i live. i'm in my room with the phone with the memories that seem to follow me like a breeze this is where i live. could someone please find me and love me this is where i live. |
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Nightshade 
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
My goodness, this sure is a sad write. Sometimes Mr. Right(if there is such a thing) couldn't read a simple map if his life depended upon it. You just might have to get out there and be seen in order for that certain someone to find you. You spirit is too driven to just sit on the sidelines. hugs, Chris Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance. |
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Angelheart Senior Member
since 2005-09-08
Posts 754Jacksonville,FL USA |
and I hope someone does come for you.. thanks for the write, and thanks for sharing. Poetry can get you very far |
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Sharksbean Member
since 2005-09-25
Posts 368jax |
cheer up the right guy will come along sooner or later |
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Jeep Monkey Member
since 2005-12-18
Posts 96Chaos |
You have been loved since before you were. The thought of you was birthed from love. You're never alone. Not where you live. Not where you roam. |
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Aenimal Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-18
Posts 7350the ass-end of space |
i know this. i don't know how it all works, but for sometimes, it all aligns and it finds you. "Sometimes Mr. Right(if there is such a thing) couldn't read a simple map if his life depended upon it" oh sure Chris, blame the guys. pblllllllt |
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