cute as a kitten, mean as a lion.
Some say he is as cute as a kitten,
I say he is as mean as a lion.
He left me for her,
He said he wasn't lyin'.
As the sun sets i remember those days,
We said we would be friends forever.
Thats what i pictured,
Us always together.
The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| The Mountain Cries | 1 | 09/07/2009 |
| soft as a cloud | 1 | 06/16/2009 |
| With You | 1 | 06/12/2009 |
| Fear | 1 | 06/05/2009 |
| The River Sings | 0 | 06/05/2009 |
| Sitting By a Tree | 0 | 06/05/2009 |
| Band of Thunder | 1 | 06/04/2009 |
| cute as a kitten, mean as a lion. | 0 | 06/04/2009 |
| Time | 1 | 06/04/2009 |
| the cloud hanging over me | 1 | 05/21/2009 |
| Over it | 1 | 05/08/2009 |
| He Left Me Alone | 3 | 04/23/2009 |
| an ode to my friend lacey: | 2 | 04/23/2009 |
| My own Paradise (i left) | 3 | 04/16/2009 |
| my journey | 1 | 04/16/2009 |
| Lonelyness | 1 | 04/16/2009 |
| Thunder | 0 | 04/16/2009 |
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