speakA Poem by kissedawiccanspeck in such wisper cold as december morning sliping slowly years we build inside my light my sorrow surrouding such cold words speck love as we fade away falling away from home empty cold words what ive grown to know passion and truth now only a myth to leave me stuck in those words you once would speck love fire desire lust hope happyness fear...but yet...trust speak of nothing words have lost there once warm touch © 2008 kissedawiccanAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on July 1, 2008 Authorkissedawiccancolumbia, MDAboutuhhhhh i like writeing what my heart tells me too so it can go from sad to happy to angry to anything really ive been writeing or saying poems sence i could talk or write but my name is kara-lynne .. more..Writing
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