Me
To be another silhouette in a sunset
To be another face in the crowd
To love pictures of black and white
It creates me somehow
To have faith in what I cannot see
To dance my way up when I am down
To twirl freely in this world
It creates me somehow
To dream like I have nothing to lose
To sing just to make a sound
To pray in the silence of the night
It creates me...somehow
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01-04-2011
01-04-2011
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01-03-2011
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01-03-2011
To have great poets there must be great audiences too.
Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| I Can't Love You That Way | 4 | 03/19/2011 |
| Where Did You Go? | 6 | 01/03/2011 |
| Me | 6 | 01/03/2011 |
| See You Soon | 4 | 09/26/2010 |
| May I Have This Dance? | 8 | 09/21/2010 |
| Unforgetable Times | 9 | 07/20/2010 |
| I Hope She Knows | 6 | 06/24/2010 |
| The Angels Song | 5 | 05/27/2010 |
| Bring on the Rain | 3 | 05/16/2010 |
| Changed | 5 | 04/27/2010 |
| I Believe | 5 | 04/03/2010 |
| Alabama Meadow | 9 | 03/31/2010 |
| Mine | 4 | 03/31/2010 |
| I Love You, Too | 3 | 03/12/2010 |
| Your Litte Girl | 3 | 03/12/2010 |
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