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Post by Mikepoet on May 1, 2004 12:51:17 GMT -5
Could my heart be made of glass? Many times shattered fast. I cry at night, is an empty pain. Swear I’ll never love again.
I dream of one to come with love in her eyes. She will rip to shreds my disguise.
Will feel no need to play a role. Emotions caress will sooth the soul.
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amberputis
Virtuoso
~Dreams are determined by our hearts, and our dreams design the future~
Posts: 330
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Post by amberputis on May 1, 2004 15:21:48 GMT -5
very good, short and sweet
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Post by Mikepoet on May 1, 2004 15:25:19 GMT -5
Thank you.
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Post by bloodredtears on May 4, 2004 10:15:44 GMT -5
good piece here...it says so much so quickly and so nicely.. i enjoyed it much!
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Post by Mikepoet on May 4, 2004 10:54:54 GMT -5
Thank you and am glad you liked, hope to post more you will.
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Post by Alex'z Death Chic on May 5, 2004 7:40:45 GMT -5
I love this so much. I think this is my favorite from you.
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Post by Mikepoet on May 5, 2004 8:34:36 GMT -5
Thank you. I hope to keep changing that if talent allows.. ;DCool picture by the way.
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Post by Alex'z Death Chic on May 5, 2004 9:51:58 GMT -5
you're welcome lol... i was feelin silly when i took the pic... trying to look like i was modeling my hair or somethng... haha
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Post by Mikepoet on May 5, 2004 10:23:15 GMT -5
;D
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