My hands are idle
Spilling their love's illusion
Night. Words. We are one.
Spilling their love's illusion
Night. Words. We are one.
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Poem By: DefinitionOfSoul
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Haiku, that's about it. Probably the shortest thing I've ever written. View table of contents...
Submitted: Jul 26, 2007 Reads: 101 Comments: 1 Likes: 0
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great haiku
Posted: Jul 26, 2007
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