Not What My Soul Desire
My soul dread dreadfully through the vein of lust
Memorize by the fact of nothing
When can I honesty love
The way I desire
How can I come from all this perhaps of ill-fated events
Design to keep me capture in the rapture
Force to except the way of one person love for
Not the love I desire
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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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Destroyable Toys | 1 | 10/06/2009 |
| Unatural | 1 | 06/27/2009 |
| In My Heart | 2 | 06/27/2009 |
| I Wonder | 0 | 06/27/2009 |
| Compose to revive | 0 | 06/27/2009 |
| "HE IS" | 0 | 06/27/2009 |
| I Only Wanted You | 0 | 06/10/2009 |
| Only Wanting A Love Through Christ | 0 | 06/09/2009 |
| Perception is more stronger than Reality | 1 | 06/10/2009 |
| Egotistic Lives | 0 | 06/04/2009 |
| Not What My Soul Desire | 0 | 05/20/2009 |
| SOME DAY | 0 | 05/19/2009 |
| The MisConception Of Me! | 0 | 05/19/2009 |
| A Broken Family | 0 | 05/12/2009 |
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