The truth
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Wake Me | 0 | 02/28/2011 |
| I Fall | 1 | 05/01/2010 |
| The Ability to Move and the Will to Stay | 0 | 03/29/2010 |
| Add a Little Magic | 1 | 03/29/2010 |
| Done With It All | 1 | 12/27/2009 |
| Night and Day | 0 | 08/31/2009 |
| The truth | 1 | 04/21/2009 |
| The Game | 1 | 04/19/2009 |
| My Own | 0 | 04/03/2009 |
| Explination | 0 | 04/01/2009 |
| These Scars | 3 | 03/12/2009 |
| What I see. | 0 | 02/26/2009 |
| Milk | 1 | 02/23/2009 |
| Starting A New | 0 | 02/22/2009 |
| Fighting My Tears (my frist poem) | 1 | 02/22/2009 |
| Bleeding Heart | 0 | 02/22/2009 |
| Afraid Of Your Stare | 0 | 02/22/2009 |
| No Longer Broken Heart | 0 | 02/22/2009 |
| Summer Sorrows | 0 | 02/22/2009 |
| Road to Hell | 2 | 02/22/2009 |
| Run For The Hills | 1 | 02/22/2009 |
| Why? | 0 | 02/22/2009 |
| Guys Suck | 3 | 02/22/2009 |
| Old Fairy Tale | 0 | 02/22/2009 |
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