I Don't Take Pretty PicturesA Poem by Pi CeeA moment is forever, if captured in the second
that your eyes shine the brightest and your smile is truly divine. It's not just a flash of light, it's called a memory. Something you hold in your heart too pure to put on paper risking getting wet in the rain crumpled in vain attempt bled from an overused pen. No my dear, I don't take pretty pictures. © 2012 Pi CeeReviews
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Added on September 29, 2012Last Updated on September 29, 2012 AuthorPi CeeParkersburg, WVAbout"Regardless of whether the answer of 'what do I mean to you' flatters me or not, such a question's only intention is merely for a shared understanding of one's place in another's life." "If I a.. more..Writing
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