inspiredA Poem by ghost writeror rather a lack of it.finding inspiration is like finding gold you either strike it rich, or you end up in the cold.
love is like that too, something you can give, and take, but nothing you can hold.
ours was golden, until it was stolen, by time, and i watched the sparkle die.
the pain was nearly too much to bear, we both knew that we had nothing to fear, but continuously, vacously, with empty words and stares,
we pledged ourselves anew, to stay to each other, true. and to that one special girl, three words. i love you. © 2010 ghost writerReviews
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4 Reviews Added on June 21, 2010 Last Updated on June 21, 2010 Authorghost writersingapore, singpore(duh), SingaporeAbouti am singaporean, about 168-170 cm tall, i look really nerdy, and am omitted/ teased about most stuff, and am totally clueless about 80% of the time. i love the following bands linkin park, daugh.. more..Writing
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