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Random First Lines:A short story, primarily emphasizing the fact that black is worthy. » Read
on November 26. Â© All rights reserved
Oh lovely Pearls,
where have you been?
Oh Pleasurable toys,
Icicles melt within my eyes,
due to the heat of pain.
I would burn
your wicked soul
Dancing round in the bar,
flirting with the guys.
Beating them at games of pool,
for a friend at allpoetry.
My name is Cara Louann.
My user name is PoovyLou.
My birthday is April 3rd, I am an Aries.
The dew drops hath
embraced upon the petals,
not ever wanting to leave.
While traveling along through lifes dreary droll,
From light to light, the traffic did crawl.
Oh words oh words, Do flow from me.
Like an endless stream, In a poets dream.
Hey baby me again,
Got tired of playing solitare and reading books so I'm writing you. Guess I should tell you some of my history. O.k. here we go. My alcoholic stems from a lot of things
1. It runs in the family. My parents are both Alcoholics. I
Why tell me what delirium is meant to be
We age with time, in what dreams do we believe
Hope for today was almost scary, on the contrary, flocks of my sheep are dieing
So what good Shepperd's gives up trying
They told me to go to sleep, and Jesus Christ would wash my feet
Slip and sin, we...
belief er mother lives in anguish, one, two many times
Her soal once lost, it is now paralyzed
My heart aches, wreck less anger resides within me
I shall not fight, it only warrents despair and furry
I grow depressed, but I must not give into fear
We ran away for years and years
WHY DO WE HAVE TO HAVE GRAY HAIRS ?? WHY CANT WE GET THEN WERE YA CAN'T SEE THEM ???