how she told meA Poem by Paulashe talks to me with eager eyes from dirty thoughts and sad goodbyes fervent storms orbit her tongue asking me why this went wrong oh baby girl, how should I know? when actually you told me so not with hands, nor with your words but in the way you looked at her © 2014 PaulaAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on April 25, 2014 Last Updated on April 25, 2014 AuthorPaulaCAAboutI'm an aspiring writer and I was just looking for a place to share my poetry and to get some honest feedback. more..Writing
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