the day
the day u stoped like me is the day i criedIn science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.
Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| why love hates me | 0 | 01/26/2011 |
| Imperfection | 0 | 01/16/2011 |
| the reason im afraid | 0 | 01/10/2011 |
| diffrent | 1 | 01/02/2011 |
| to love you | 1 | 12/23/2010 |
| my bestfriend forever | 0 | 12/15/2010 |
| if you were to miss me | 2 | 12/15/2010 |
| broken | 2 | 12/15/2010 |
| The Aniversery | 0 | 11/24/2010 |
| i dont agree | 2 | 08/18/2010 |
| scars | 2 | 08/08/2010 |
| are used to's | 0 | 07/31/2010 |
| case of jousha monday | 0 | 07/09/2010 |
| lovely blue skies | 0 | 06/26/2010 |
| the last word | 0 | 06/26/2010 |
| 32 times to 33 | 1 | 06/24/2010 |
| the day | 0 | 06/15/2010 |
| what i am not | 2 | 06/09/2010 |
| 3 weeks | 0 | 06/09/2010 |
| my heart | 1 | 05/11/2010 |
| PRETTY BROWN EYES | 1 | 02/02/2010 |
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