dreams
i wish i could make you love me i wish i could make you see that when i looked toward the futere i could only see you and me but i cnat and i now i see that me wishes are no more than dreamsdreams
i wish i could make you love me i wish i could make you see that when i looked toward the futere i could only see you and me but i cnat and i now i see that me wishes are no more than dreamsPoetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
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Title | Comments | Submitted |
dreams | 0 | 08/17/2009 |
another place | 0 | 05/23/2009 |
Alone | 1 | 03/16/2009 |
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