sheerpoetry
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butterfly caught in the hurricaneA Poem by sheerpoetrythe sory of a little girl |
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what i her when its quietA Poem by sheerpoetrymy body says my living aint good by the pain shooting through me by the tears falling from my eyes when i dont even know why - LIE by my knuckle c.. |
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You came from July to SeptemberA Poem by sheerpoetryfor fun you can change the spelling of the word come but it will change the meaning of this poem or mabey not |
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kiss the flowerA Poem by sheerpoetryim not sure |
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the colorof eyesA Poem by sheerpoetrylost love |
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thats where the balance liesA Poem by sheerpoetrylost love |
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