Topic: Its sad but makes cents.By:poet who didn't know it | |
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I dream little if naught at all.
of a happiness unknown and never percieved. Of caring and heartfelt emotions torn and broken like a woman caught in a tornado. Forced to go forward in an endless circle. Shredded and flown to every corner of the world to finally find peace as nothing. |
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Welcome to JSH and the poetry section!!!
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welcome....and nice
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welcome
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ty ty sometimes the clouds clear and sun shines on my brain
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Very nice simplyzim, and welcome
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