Life with pain
Pain seeks deep into the heart like a sharp knife. Even though it all will still remain the same, tearrs will vear-but I won't fall
Life with pain
Phoenix9 commented on Life with pain
02-06-2009
TwistedAce commented on Life with pain
02-05-2009
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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