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deadnotedeadnote Posts: 1,678
edited December 2007 in The Porch
i remember the days
when poetry wasnt out of place
seems as though those days have faded
my heart is hurt
my eyes feel good
but my thoughts i cant control now
i just wanna be good enough
good enough to love
set your laughter free

dreamer in my dream

we got the guns

i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out
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Comments

  • Get_RightGet_Right Posts: 13,138
    your in the wrong place for that
  • randaldoesjerseyrandaldoesjersey Posts: 151
    and she said-
    and i replied
    with scarce words
    cold as fish
    dead as dead birds
    unrequited idiosyncrasies
    flight--
    and the whispers of love
    lost,
    like wildfire
    into the arms
    into the arms
    like a phoenix.
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