I really tend to write poems like this since I have had a unrequited love for a while anyways enough of me... the poem is about two lovers. One of them is dead and the midnight roses reminds one of the lovers of their love. also I did this one in my free time.
Yesterday when I posted an essay called "The Fourlegged Woman" I did so at another computer than this one. Now that I'm at home again I've decided to bring one photo of this woman with the strange fate.
My english teacher refuses to help me by reading over my college essay, so it would be greatly appreciated if any of you could read my essay and give me feedback as soon as possible. It's a memoir about one of the worst days of my life.
| Updated Nov 23, 2009
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This short story tells of the experiences of the author on a week long trip to see a school in Serrakunda in The Gambia. It is a story of dedication and unswerving devotion, of happiness and personal trauma.
He was dead, right? He couldn't have been because there he stood, in front of me leaning against the tree.
Its just a sub. For the one I really love. And please take it easy on me since I'm posting from my sidekick.
| Updated Nov 20, 2009
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