Christmas Card
Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| waste of time | 4 | 10/28/2009 |
| How could you! | 6 | 01/05/2009 |
| My Promise | 4 | 01/05/2009 |
| A Sisters Love | 2 | 12/17/2008 |
| Broken Dreams | 5 | 12/16/2008 |
| Christmas Card | 0 | 12/11/2008 |
| Roses#3 | 2 | 11/19/2008 |
| I to him, Him to me | 2 | 11/19/2008 |
| If tears could build a stairway! | 2 | 11/19/2008 |
| Roses 2 | 0 | 11/19/2008 |
| Roses 1 | 0 | 11/19/2008 |
| Sex is like math | 4 | 11/19/2008 |
| Do you really? | 2 | 11/19/2008 |
| The one I love! | 0 | 11/19/2008 |
| I hate ! | 0 | 11/19/2008 |
| Teddy Bear | 1 | 11/17/2008 |
| Kissing is a habit | 5 | 11/14/2008 |
| Love is like a lamp of God | 0 | 11/14/2008 |
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