Creative and no one understand.
Some time I don't understand
Why god created man. Many are
some where raising sand.
All a cross the land.
Some time I be creaive,
in odd thing. And credit
do not go to man. It go
to the one with the greatis
plain.
written by
ANNIE l MOORE
JULY 13,2009
HAPPY63
Paradice21 commented on Creative and no one understand.
10-19-2009
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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