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 I didn’t mean to let you go What went through my head? Is this is all my fault? That you were gone and now you’re dead I can’t believe thi... [read more] |
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As I sit here thinking I ponder the word love What does it mean? What does it have to do with a white dove? Many people talk of it I just d... [read more] |
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I don't know why, but I have always been slightly partial to the color pink. I mean even today, I will try to buy things that ha... [read more] |
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This is the tale of a man so blue , His sinister stare, Far from true. He'd lead you to death, Just for the thrill, And in the next mom... [read more] |
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Well-a, Well-a, I'm in love with Kristen Vela. With her AngelFire site, I shriek with delite, When I view her guestbook, I can only take ONE... [read more] |
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Hawksquaw's Dream "Who Are You Again" A Brief Hello, An Artists Touch. A Poem In The Sand, Tributes penned for all her friends entered here... [read more] |
 “And I’m drowning, so come inside, welcome to my...filthy mind.” – Amanda Ghost “Filthy Mind.” Repeat ...I love the way you touch me there... [read more] |
 Love, love, love All you need is love You care not what people around you crave You're blind to their pain their hunger their wanting for lo... [read more] |
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boyz are bad boyz are good i love boyz so u should boyz are asses boyz have nice asses boyz think dirty they are flurtly girls are cool,... [read more] |
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We met in grade 7in a horabul gym class i stuck up for her she stuck up for me friends is what we became a week latter an angel came to see... [read more] |
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I am not popular You are popular She's not popular She is popular You are probely thinking aw a teenagers life. Its not like what you... [read more] |
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Every time I see that film Of the Normandy Invasion I wonder about the guy on the left You know the one Filmed at ground level Soldiers runn... [read more] |
 Emotions running through me like water trickling down mixed feelings stir me like soft clouds in the sky my strength my power my vulnerabili... [read more] |
 He waited for you... there by the trees as the morning dew dripped down off the leaves alone; he waited for you He waited for you... standi... [read more] |
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A stellar walk through a memory door takes me back to us once more Bittersweet and reflective, my demure where or when it ends ,I’m not su... [read more] |