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Me
Contributed by
Shaba
on
Tuesday, 21st December 2004 @ 02:50:41 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Pack my bag
Throw it over my shoulder
Don’t forget your jacket
The nights are getting colder
Strap on your watch
You are only getting older
One step at a time
I’m feeling a little bolder
The ground is moving
With my feet rolling over
I have no destination
The life of a rover
Always by myself
The life of a loner
Copyright ©
Shaba
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2004-12-21 14:50:41]
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Re: Me
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by hardrocker15198916 on
Tuesday, 5th July 2005 @ 05:03:24 PM AEST
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| i would love to be a rover or a vababond that would be awesome cause i absolutely love to travel but you obviously dont. its a nice poem...im sorry you feel that way |
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Re: Me
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by ShaBa on
Wednesday, 6th July 2005 @ 07:45:03 AM AEST
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| LoL you got me all wrong, I entitled the poem "Me" because this is the person I am. Thanks for the reply. |
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