Friends
Friends are like lost change.
Sometimes lost,
True friends always reappear.
dragonheart1
Friends
Friends are like lost change.
Sometimes lost,
True friends always reappear.
dragonheart1
Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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Friends | 1 | 02/11/2010 |
Thirst | 1 | 01/27/2010 |
A New Life | 1 | 07/28/2009 |
Mirrored Beauty | 1 | 07/28/2009 |
Forgiveness. . . | 2 | 07/25/2009 |
Life is. . . | 2 | 06/28/2009 |
God is Ligt. . . | 2 | 06/20/2009 |
Life is an Echo | 3 | 06/15/2009 |
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