THE CHELSEA HOTELA Poem by Samantha ~virginpoetI want to spend all my nights Alone with just my pen and paper I want the poets of the past I want those screams I want to write their words I want to feel them I want to be forgotten I want to live I want to be taken And I want to be
I want to be the thing
I want to be your veins
I want to be like rain I don't want © 2013 Samantha ~virginpoetReviews
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8 Reviews Added on March 4, 2009 Last Updated on April 29, 2013 Previous Versions AuthorSamantha ~virginpoetOHAboutHAD MY BABY BOY 12/29/2013 at 10:57 he weighs 8 pounds 4oz 19 in long I am married to a fellow poet on this site http://www.writerscafe.org/itz_JuggZ aka Stevo The Poe-t I cant sleep without kno.. more..Writing
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