{Untitled} 5A Poem by it's me
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Fancy pants Loudly strumming Guitar string quartet Cheering loudly Gazing upon beneath Fingers strumming Firmly planted on feet Calmly waiting While the eye passes over Will it be clear today Or will it completely blow over Destroying the path as it has done before Or will it be kind and leave through the front door Careless mistakes Hoping for the best Choices we make Life is the test Can't seem to be The right one in Choosing the life Without any sin Chances are Chances are CHANCES ARE Love will find the way Curing the pain Curing the frays Friendship deems the truth to life's true gift Happiness and BLISS Chances are................
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Added on May 22, 2011 Last Updated on May 22, 2011 |