Essence of the MindA Poem by Monster ^.^Everything is because they are...What of a bud,
if it does not bloom? Affection's but fiddle, Romance in its doom. What of caterpillars, If wings never flapped? Growth's but an image, Souls tightly wrapped. What of the clouds, if a drop never fell? Emotions imprisoned, Words will never tell. What of reason, if one does not think? Things happen unknowingly, As fast as a blink. © 2013 Monster ^.^Featured Review
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7 Reviews Added on February 7, 2013 Last Updated on February 7, 2013 AuthorMonster ^.^PhilippinesAboutMy real name is JS Legara. I'm Male, 18 years of age, taking up Accountancy. I really love writing Short Stories, I like them funny. Since I could make through poetry and stage plays o-kay, I try t.. more..Writing
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