TipA Poem by emmanTo downfall And hard wall The brawl Of a call
If the tip is so high And you’re asking why The peak is so sharp Hands on warp
But the finger tips Is easy to touch Just like the mountain’s edge You can’t be besieged
Mind won’t last If covered by the past The present and the future For you to surpass © 2012 emman |
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2 Reviews Added on June 17, 2012 Last Updated on June 17, 2012 AuthoremmanButuan, CARAGA, PhilippinesAboutI'm a friend :) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qnyF1dRZcqk more..Writing
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