wine and rosesA Poem by We May Well Be The OnesI'll hold my breathe cause I'm leaving here
every word gives birth to the next
but it's not what you think
all my days are shaded with spite
I still smile though my toes are cold
but it's not what you think
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Added on December 21, 2008Last Updated on December 31, 2008 AuthorWe May Well Be The OnesWest Covina, ORAboutI'm a student at Citrus College the name is abe I'm a papa I'm really into music photography is amazing road trips are always worth while there are a few other things... ...feel free to inquire more..Writing
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