another place
as i sit here in this room i think of you i see your face surrounded by poeple i know yet i fell so all alone what id give to touch your face but that was another time another placeanother place
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Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
luciddreams420’s Poems (3)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| dreams | 0 | 08/17/2009 |
| another place | 0 | 05/23/2009 |
| Alone | 1 | 03/16/2009 |
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