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What you go through dating as a Teen.
Contributed by
Kirby
on
Thursday, 28th August 2003 @ 05:05:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
StoryPoetry
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A flower opens
As a door shuts.
The evil that is sin,
Is forgiven,
As life slides on in.
In days before,
The sun shown bright.
Now in the days after,
The moon will never set.
I’ve cried so many tears,
But I can’t cry anymore.
My smile is so bright,
It makes day out of night.
I’ve waited forever,
For this.
Now I’ve got it,
And I won’t let it go anymore.
Copyright ©
Kirby
... [
2003-08-28 17:05:00] (Date/Time posted on
site)
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Re: What you go through dating as a Teen.
(User Rating: 1 ) by bobotheclown on
Thursday, 28th August 2003 @ 06:39:20 PM AEST (User
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this was good short and to the point
I’ve cried so many tears,
But I can’t cry anymore.
I can relate to those two lines so much. Keep it up
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Re: What you go through dating as a Teen.
(User Rating: 1 ) by Daniela_Maria_Violin on
Thursday, 28th August 2003 @ 11:56:33 PM AEST (User
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ooo, this is nice! :) |
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Re: What you go through dating as a Teen.
(User Rating: 1 ) by Broken-glass on
Friday, 5th September 2003 @ 02:35:29 PM AEST (User
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Very meaningful. You seem to hold a lot of emotion, I'm looking forward to reading more of poems. Comment on my poems sometime!
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Re: What you go through dating as a Teen.
(User Rating: 1 ) by Broken-glass on
Friday, 5th September 2003 @ 02:35:30 PM AEST (User
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Very meaningful. You seem to hold a lot of emotion, I'm looking forward to reading more of poems. Comment on my poems sometime!
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