Happy.
HAPPY.
DATSZ WHAT Y0UVE MADE ME.
DAT SMiLE Y0UPUT 0N UR FACE,
iT JUST TELLSZ ME UR HAPPY T00.
EVEN 0N THE W0RST DAYSZ, Y0U KN0W JUST WHAT T0 SAY.
L0VE.
DATSZ WHAT Y0U'VE GiVEN ME.
TEACHiN ME T0 L0VE AGAiN.
TEACHiN ME T0 L0VE MYSELF AGAiN.
i L0VE Y0U, AND Y0UVE PR0VEN UR L0VE T00.
H0PE.
DATSZ WHAT Y0UVE GiVEN ME.
MAKiN ME BELiEVE THATDREAMS D0 C0ME TRUE.
BELiEVE ME, iD KN0W
...BECAUSE i F0UND Y0U.
When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| A Little Blessing You Were. | 0 | 01/05/2010 |
| Happy. | 0 | 01/04/2010 |
| When I Met You. | 0 | 01/04/2010 |
| My One and Only. | 0 | 01/04/2010 |
| Fight for Love. | 1 | 01/04/2010 |
| Love isn't the word. | 0 | 01/04/2010 |
| Hurt | 0 | 01/04/2010 |
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