Status:
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Genre: Poetry |
House:
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CONCEPT OF LOVE.
My concept of love
Destroyed
By fate
Will it always be?
Like this
Pain, fear
I am alone
With my guilt
Self hate
A solitary tear.
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Tue, January 8th, 2008 4:18pm
Really good!!!!
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Tue, January 8th, 2008 4:21pm
thanks again
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Tue, January 8th, 2008 5:03pm
Good. Again no wasted words, no padding.
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Tue, January 8th, 2008 5:07pm
true life lessons are like that o padding thanks
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