It's LateA Poem by Pi Cee
Can I show you my tears,
can these letters... Can they fall? Can I show you how they leak and drip and drop to the floor? They crash like glass, break and melt. They're so cold so warm. Memories, thoughts, wants, broken dreams. © 2013 Pi CeeReviews
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6 Reviews Added on January 13, 2013 Last Updated on January 13, 2013 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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