SpanishA Poem by Mandie
I've stumbled through languages,
Looking for a cure. Just one. And i could enjoy this. But you can't begin to imagine all the places I've been. All the places that keep me from being here. It's always there, waiting. In the corner of my eye. That place that holds me captive. All those times, out of reach But not out of sight. A place that's bone deep.
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Added on January 28, 2013 Last Updated on January 28, 2013 Author
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