My loveA Poem by CentipedleShe is perfectionHer name was In all its form. No matter what others saw. My opinion was no different. Her name was Whenever I couldn't bear. I supported all I could. So that her pain would fade. Her name was My society is was. I couldn't bear to be apart. I stayed no matter what. Her name is Love is pure. Love is Pain. Love is a challenge. And her name is mine.
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12 Reviews Added on May 24, 2016 Last Updated on May 24, 2016 AuthorCentipedleApple Valley, CAAboutHi, my name is Pedle as an online handle. Don't be afraid of my username! Note about reading your stuff. I try to review as much as I can if you are on my list below. But the best SURE way to get .. more..Writing
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