Depressed
The tenderness of ur body against mine. the taste of ur voice sayin sweet melodies into ma ears. the magic we make yet so true has ma body screamin deeper baby deeper. depress from not seein ur luv.
Depressed
Sophialaurenea commented on Depressed
06-04-2009
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
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Thinking | 0 | 09/05/2009 |
When | 1 | 09/05/2009 |
Tired | 0 | 09/05/2009 |
Wishing up on a star | 0 | 09/05/2009 |
Perfect | 0 | 09/05/2009 |
An Angel | 0 | 09/05/2009 |
You | 1 | 09/05/2009 |
Thinking of you | 0 | 06/20/2009 |
Hold my hand | 0 | 06/20/2009 |
Desire | 0 | 06/20/2009 |
China | 0 | 06/20/2009 |
Miss | 2 | 06/13/2009 |
New | 0 | 06/13/2009 |
Confused | 0 | 03/03/2009 |
How | 0 | 03/03/2009 |
Dream | 0 | 03/03/2009 |
Depressed | 1 | 03/03/2009 |
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