PastA Poem by HPortal 2A past friend flew by the moon A past enemy regrets unspoken feelings A past hero trails an endless wheat field A past owner’s words echo in an empty arena A past secretary blooms through solid hate A past Research center decays, weeping to itself A Past that will never be told. © 2011 HAuthor's Note
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Added on August 4, 2011 Last Updated on August 4, 2011 AuthorHLondon, United KingdomAboutName: H Age: 15 I really do hate how i write but i just do it to pass time now and then. When i get reviews i get really nervous and do not check them until someone else convinces me too and prac.. more..Writing
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