MY LOVE
my love is a drug
that you are serving
u want more and more of
why r u seatin there it is one
good stuff love u as much a girl
want to drink mi thrist is killin me
my love is like red rose beatiful isn't
it have sharp needles treated me right
u won't get i'm very sweet if u really think
about it. my love is sweet lust u have never seen
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 |
| It kills me to say | 0 | 11/29/2009 |
| MY LOVE | 0 | 06/01/2009 |
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