the day
the day u stoped like me is the day i criedWhen 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
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| why love hates me | 0 | 01/26/2011 |
| Imperfection | 0 | 01/16/2011 |
| the reason im afraid | 0 | 01/10/2011 |
| diffrent | 1 | 01/02/2011 |
| to love you | 1 | 12/23/2010 |
| my bestfriend forever | 0 | 12/15/2010 |
| if you were to miss me | 2 | 12/15/2010 |
| broken | 2 | 12/15/2010 |
| The Aniversery | 0 | 11/24/2010 |
| i dont agree | 2 | 08/18/2010 |
| scars | 2 | 08/08/2010 |
| are used to's | 0 | 07/31/2010 |
| case of jousha monday | 0 | 07/09/2010 |
| lovely blue skies | 0 | 06/26/2010 |
| the last word | 0 | 06/26/2010 |
| 32 times to 33 | 1 | 06/24/2010 |
| the day | 0 | 06/15/2010 |
| what i am not | 2 | 06/09/2010 |
| 3 weeks | 0 | 06/09/2010 |
| my heart | 1 | 05/11/2010 |
| PRETTY BROWN EYES | 1 | 02/02/2010 |
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