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IT
Contributed by
putteragain
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Monday, 2nd February 2004 @ 04:52:02 PM in AEST
Topic:
fantasy
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I sit in the silence waiting
as the fog settles
not a bird has been singing
dew forms on rose petals
you come not this day
o love of mine
night falls and alone
again am I its fine
without you sweet prince
I die each night
dreams of you i keep
you hold my heart so tight
Michelle
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putteragain
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2004-02-02 16:52:02] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: IT
(User Rating: 1 ) by Putteragain on
Monday, 2nd February 2004 @ 04:53:23 PM AEST (User
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the title is IT"S FINE not just it
sorry guys
michelle |
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Re: IT
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 10th February 2004 @ 08:51:33 PM AEST (User
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lol. don't apologize - I may never have read it otherwise . . . |
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Re: IT
(User Rating: 1 ) by Lionel on
Thursday, 19th February 2004 @ 10:31:41 AM AEST (User
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Nice poem. So melancholy.
Lionel
PS Thanks for being here.
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