Not Meant to BeA Poem by Eliza PleasantA spur of the moment poem. Enjoy!I loathe you. Our lips touch. No one could love you. Our bodies embrace. How can you live? I curl your hair around my fingers. You are an abomination to this world. Our eyes meet. You have to kill me. Your wonderful eyes sparkle. Because I love you. © 2009 Eliza PleasantReviews
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6 Reviews Added on July 11, 2009 AuthorEliza PleasantLubbock, TXAboutMy dreams have taken a complete U-Turn. I still have a slight glimmer, a little bit showing that I want to write for a living. So, here's that glimmer. I have lived a number of years that has offer.. more..Writing
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