what was once there
As you pass by me i have a joy , A joy that only you can bring to me .
As you look at me I feel something that once was strong ...
As we meet eye to eye .... i saw nothing i once was able to see us , but as I way walk away not saying a word that picturefades away and forever it will remain a memory.....
cliftondurant commented on what was once there
08-19-2009
Poetry is what is lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| ?? | 0 | 09/27/2009 |
| asking me to forgive you ... | 0 | 08/18/2009 |
| Going crazy in my room | 0 | 08/18/2009 |
| ..... | 0 | 08/17/2009 |
| what was once there | 1 | 08/17/2009 |
| IDK | 1 | 08/18/2009 |
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