In Your Bed
Would you recognize me
If I wasn't who I said
Would you still love me
If I wasn't in your bed
If I wasn't who I said
Would you still love me
If I wasn't in your bed
In Your Bed
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Tags: Confusion
Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
coolbrees’s Poems (14)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Dirty Mind | 0 | 04/06/2009 |
| Lame | 0 | 04/06/2009 |
| Don't Want You Here | 0 | 04/06/2009 |
| Leave A Message | 1 | 04/01/2009 |
| Have You Seen Me | 0 | 04/01/2009 |
| I Am a Slave | 0 | 04/01/2009 |
| In Your Bed | 0 | 04/01/2009 |
| Eyes | 0 | 04/01/2009 |
| Transparent | 0 | 04/01/2009 |
| Cold, Lonely, Bitter, Deadman | 0 | 04/01/2009 |
| Hey You! | 1 | 04/01/2009 |
| Afloat | 0 | 04/01/2009 |
| Stones | 0 | 04/01/2009 |
| Oh, That Dress | 0 | 04/01/2009 |
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