untitled (still working on it)A Poem by Aube Ralphummmmmmm
i close my eyes
and see your face and wonder why i chose you. maybe it was ur chill 'tude his rude- ness or was it? was it you being new fresh like the breeze on a snowy evening doesn't matter should it? too early to tell... but i'm refreshed © 2009 Aube RalphAuthor's Note
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Added on December 31, 2009 Last Updated on December 31, 2009 AuthorAube RalphBronx, NYAbout24. Grad School Literature. I love writing, it's always been a part of my life ever since I could remember, even before the blog age I have been writing incessantly. I specialize in poetry, short stor.. more..Writing
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