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By Silver 84
This poem was not inspired by a song or just made up. This is really how I feel. This is probably the most heartfelt poem I have written. It is a glimpse into what has been seared into my mind and thought of every day. Six hundred words, each one filled to the bursting point with the sorrow I...
By Dirk Van Rooyen
What does one do when you don't understand your own mind?
Poetry | Updated Aug 2, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1