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Life Posted on Fri, Apr 21, 2006 18:51
Life is so simple, but yet so complicated by our own needs and wants. We are all victim of something or another - you know. We need to understand our souls, so we may survive in this world of ours. Did you know the hard part, is to understand it, and when you do you can begin to live with yourself. That my friends is the key to your success.
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If life was Posted on Fri, Apr 21, 2006 19:16
If Life was I sometimes wonder, what? - I wonder, what if Wow, life is so real sometimes- I wonder, what if I seat, I look, but yet I don't question. Help me, I'm confused Yet not wonder why- we need understand Life-so busy in our mind, so lack Wow I say. If life was this or that. Ask, all we do is ask If life was So hateful so simple - so normal. Only if you could just ask If life was
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My Poem to my valentine Posted on Fri, Apr 21, 2006 19:03
Soul such me, yet born not I have been here before, my sweet But when or how I cannot tell: I know the grass beyond the door, The sweet keen smell, The sighing sound, the lights around the shore. You have been mine before my sweet How long ago I may not know: But just when at that swallow's soar Your neck turn'd so, I knew it all of yore. Has this been us before my love? And shall not turn time's eddying flight to you Still with our lives our love restore In death's despite, And day and night yield one delight once more? So Happy valentine yet comes,- Thus heart fell in sweet melody; I look upon your heart see, long thee for ever yet. Yours "mon amoure, toujoure bien," Moi Translation: My love, always great
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My Poem called "Lost" Posted on Fri, Apr 21, 2006 18:54
Lost My hate, my frustration past; yet I look to yesterday, and form what yet is now And yes confused To see what left not behind. You- you my sweet self came; Were are you I don?t see you. Were are you, I can?t find you. SPEAK??. The end
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