Alone
Alone she sits....When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Void | 0 | 12/14/2010 |
| 8-12-10 | 1 | 10/12/2010 |
| Death is on my door step. | 1 | 09/19/2010 |
| defenition | 0 | 07/13/2010 |
| Luke | 2 | 07/11/2010 |
| emma Linn | 0 | 06/26/2010 |
| Rain | 0 | 06/26/2010 |
| The rose | 1 | 06/26/2010 |
| You'll never know | 0 | 06/26/2010 |
| the tree | 1 | 06/26/2010 |
| Internal turmoil of a confused poet | 0 | 03/27/2010 |
| Staring like a Deer caught in the headlight. | 0 | 09/05/2009 |
| Slit the wrist and let it flow. | 1 | 09/05/2009 |
| Alone | 0 | 09/05/2009 |
| Pain. | 1 | 09/05/2009 |
| Self appointed Berakdown | 0 | 09/05/2009 |
| My heart is aching. | 0 | 06/26/2009 |
| Madness | 3 | 06/26/2009 |
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