AdjustingA Poem by Missing PartAdjusting to the space that no-one occupies, a space open for company to fill, but only briefly, as there will be a time that it is filled forever. © 2010 Missing Part |
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2 Reviews Added on March 15, 2010 Last Updated on March 15, 2010 AuthorMissing PartLloydminster, CanadaAboutme, meant everything, he is the air I breathe, if he were to die it would be my last breath, as I glance down at my finger, I remember the promise, that has been engraved in my heart, as I look back, .. more..Writing
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