
Poetry
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thank God he sent u 2 me, 4 u & I were meant 2 b. I dream of that day when we'll both say I do 4 always & 4ever......I WILL LOVE U!!!!
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There he is, this person I just don't get. I try & try to find out a way to get over the problems but its just like taking to a brick wall. As much as I say, it just bounce right back to my mouth. There's no changing, no upgrading. Just the same routine day in and day out. Questions plunders through my mind, is he truthful, is there any honesty still left in this poor soul. |
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She sits there with no cares of the world Only being a infant, wishing she could be left alone and sleep peacefully for a change. Her tears are expressions of things she cant say or do. Waiting for her attention that is owed to her. She depends on her mother and father for everything she is unknowledgeable to, but they're to business busy arguing and being immature. |
Poetry Is A Great Way 2 Express Every Emotion To Be Thought Of |
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