| Open Poetry #14 |
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poem - strange |
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PoemCrazy Member
since 2000-11-30
Posts 159 |
they call me strange, because i don't want what they want and i don't think like they do. i do not have your limits. i look into your eyes, and see more than you do. i see what you hide and wonder why. it's beautiful. why, oh why, are you afraid of you? |
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Titia Geertman Member Ascendant
since 2001-05-07
Posts 5182Netherlands |
Oh, there is such truth in your words. Titia |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
So much truth indeed. enjoyed your words Maree |
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