The MistA Poem by StacyPerry9-3-10
Speaking the words that you seem to feel,
Feeling the words cut like cards before the deal We never gave things a chance and that's where we failed, No wonder our hearts saw one another and bailed The next time of which I gather there's none, Should of been relaxation and a bit of fun Never will we know that a deeper friendship did exist, We're both just shadows that shall fade into the mist. © 2010 StacyPerryFeatured Review
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8 Reviews Added on September 3, 2010 Last Updated on September 3, 2010 AuthorStacyPerryAshtabula, OHAboutI have another profile on here I can not get into, so I had to start a new one. Please read ALL of my Poetry and Writings on this page and my old site on here [in which I have a lot of work.....*a tea.. more..Writing
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