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RainA Poem by To be scene To be heardLittle droplets of rain kiss my cheeks. Soaking my cloths. Drenching my hair. But I do not wish to go inside. For I love to watch the rain. Falli.. |
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My AngelA Poem by To be scene To be heardSitting in the shadows.Listening to your music hymns.The words flow threw me.My heart dancing to the rhythm. Of your angelic voice.The sensation is o.. |
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MedowA Poem by To be scene To be heardSun striking my skin.Warming it to the touch. A light breeze picks up.Little strands of hair lick my face.Cheeks turning a blushing red.Brushing my h.. |
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I love youA Poem by To be scene To be heardApon thy cheek I lay a kiss. Warming your heart. Tuneing in to mine. What a sweet divine. Your soft brown eyes. Your deep brown hair. Running my.. |
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My happy placeA Poem by To be scene To be heardFiery sky. White fluffy clouds. Painted with a steady hand. Strikes of calming yellow. Warming red. Silent orange. Cristal blue waters. Scent .. |
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