Friends
Friends are like lost change.
Sometimes lost,
True friends always reappear.
dragonheart1
Friends
Friends are like lost change.
Sometimes lost,
True friends always reappear.
dragonheart1
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
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Title | Comments | Submitted |
Friends | 1 | 02/11/2010 |
Thirst | 1 | 01/27/2010 |
A New Life | 1 | 07/28/2009 |
Mirrored Beauty | 1 | 07/28/2009 |
Forgiveness. . . | 2 | 07/25/2009 |
Life is. . . | 2 | 06/28/2009 |
God is Ligt. . . | 2 | 06/20/2009 |
Life is an Echo | 3 | 06/15/2009 |
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