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Helpless
Contributed by
brew
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Monday, 2nd August 2004 @ 08:59:32 PM in AEST
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SadPoetry
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More and more one wants the score
But to see who does all to adore
The light , the moon and all the lune
Makes a heart be sotrue
It takes a special one to see whats there
And ya have been a traesure and adhere
I thank you for all, and more
I am the one who owes aglore
Keep my heart and dont give , back
For if you do, I will attack!
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brew
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Re: Helpless
(User Rating: 1 ) by TheVoice on
Monday, 2nd August 2004 @ 09:24:43 PM AEST (User
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Different, but good just the same.
The Voice
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Re: Helpless
(User Rating: 1 ) by kyletycz on
Monday, 2nd August 2004 @ 09:40:32 PM AEST (User
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not bad, not bad at all, keep up the work... |
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Re: Helpless
(User Rating: 1 ) by AspenGlow on
Tuesday, 3rd August 2004 @ 09:41:24 AM AEST (User
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To score and collect points is how life is we know, but to what game and victories are counted as gems to have, is in the memories and dreams and wishes carried for all time.
Beautiful poem, that which is truely given as a gift is never returned.
Thank you for sharing. |
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