Life is SoupA Poem by JustWantLove
...you know, it strikes me:
The more the heat, the faster burned; Ironic how my mind has learned; Complex ingredients of life, One at a time, sharp as a knife; Cooked to perfection it must be, All parts of it must be grown free; Free willing and with worth, to earn, To hold back,never think an option, Must want perfection, we must yearn. © 2010 JustWantLove |
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1 Review Added on January 3, 2010 Last Updated on January 3, 2010 AuthorJustWantLove*bleep*, ILAbout* You will either love me, or hate me. Love, being the cataclysmic, overwhelming abundance of passion, hope and enduring. I am not for the fain of heart. Real, daring, blunt .. human. I am..in a.. more..Writing
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