Loving
Each time I feel your warm embrace I know there's nothing I can't face wrapped in your arms and holding tight when I'm with you things feel so right!!!!
Loving
Each time I feel your warm embrace I know there's nothing I can't face wrapped in your arms and holding tight when I'm with you things feel so right!!!!
Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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Never Before Seen | 0 | 08/02/2009 |
Count Me Out | 0 | 08/02/2009 |
The Benediction | 0 | 08/02/2009 |
Still I see | 0 | 08/02/2009 |
Living life | 1 | 06/25/2009 |
Living today like it was tomorrow | 0 | 06/25/2009 |
Taken Away | 0 | 06/25/2009 |
Lose one Gain anotha | 0 | 06/25/2009 |
My Angel | 2 | 06/25/2009 |
Mother's day | 0 | 06/25/2009 |
Realizing | 0 | 06/25/2009 |
loving her | 1 | 06/25/2009 |
living with a curse | 0 | 06/25/2009 |
Loving | 0 | 06/25/2009 |
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