UNKIND
LOVE IS UNKIND
MY HEART SAYS, “NO WORRIES”
LOVE THE ONE YOU FIND
TO BAD HE CAN’T
LET GO OF THE PAST
AND STOP WITH THE REWIND
WITH MINUTES AWAY FROM THE NEW YEAR
SILLY ME THOUGHT I HAD
GOOD CAUSE TO CHEER
BUT AS USUAL I SAT ALONE
CAUSE ALL HE WANTED WAS A
BEER!!
Poetry is what gets lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| GOOD BYE MI AMOR | 0 | 06/16/2009 |
| THE LIE | 1 | 06/16/2009 |
| ME | 2 | 06/16/2009 |
| CALL ME CRAZY | 1 | 06/16/2009 |
| THE END | 1 | 06/16/2009 |
| TO LOSE A LOVED ONE | 1 | 06/16/2009 |
| UNKIND | 0 | 06/16/2009 |
| SHE MAN | 1 | 06/16/2009 |
| PLAIN TO SEE | 1 | 06/16/2009 |
| Blue SKies | 3 | 06/07/2009 |
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