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Spring
Cool, nice Never too hot Nor ever too cold Laughing outside Running the block Leaves blowing In the breeze Pretend ther snowflakes Falling on me See me? I'm the one ...
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Love is such a difficult thing
I saw him. The first time my breath left me. The next, I lost my heart. Now sitting next to him It is so hard to concentrate. Why can't he ...
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Living is Dieing
A short poem.
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Dedicate My Tears
A short poem.