Life of questionsA Poem by Amanda NaomiWhere did it go Why can’t I see The vision I used to have of me What was it called How did it look The light My eyes once took Who was it then When did it die The child I used to live my life © 2010 Amanda Naomi |
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Added on February 3, 2010 Last Updated on February 3, 2010 AuthorAmanda NaomiWAAboutI am from the wildest imagination From a selfless child with nothing to hide Im from a broken family filled with love And too, from a family broken with lack of love I am from the tip of a pen F.. more..Writing
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