Chance.A Poem by Zen Wolfthe body is a complex machine.your born you cry you live you lie you laugh you scream you sleep you dream you eat you drink you plan you think you want you need you love you breed you nurture you care you venture you dare you fight you kill you love you heal your bodies a machine of complex design and without nature it would surely decline your heart beats steady and your brain thinks fast is there a creator or is this just chance?
© 2011 Zen WolfAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on April 11, 2011 Last Updated on April 11, 2011 AuthorZen Wolfessex, United KingdomAboutIm 23 years old i am new to writing poetry. iam in intreted in buddhism, native american indians. i Play the flute ocarina and ukulele. i love animals and have plenty of pets myself. i love running a.. more..Writing
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