ForgetA Poem by MegSerenade of voices calling Surrounding me, barricading me Colors fading - dying away
Time flies by Sounds grew into a crescendo Varying, notes constantly going
Voices consistant, calling Surrounding the past I envisioned Make me forget © 2009 Meg |
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Added on March 25, 2009 AuthorMegForks, WAAboutMy name is Megan! Sarah is my best friend forever! :) Writing and music is kinda my life. I love writing, soccer, guitar and violin. I love spending time with my cousins. I love my friends :D the.. more..Writing
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