Morning after
The morning after; my soul reachesPoetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| The star of Christmas | 0 | 12/09/2009 |
| Army of salvation | 0 | 12/09/2009 |
| Summer strong, winter left alone | 0 | 12/09/2009 |
| Celebrity | 0 | 09/14/2009 |
| Money | 0 | 09/13/2009 |
| The battle | 0 | 09/13/2009 |
| Morning after | 0 | 09/13/2009 |
| imagine a smile | 0 | 09/13/2009 |
| Touch and see | 0 | 09/05/2009 |
| The lyric of my song! | 1 | 09/05/2009 |
| Poppa Joe and that Momma | 0 | 09/05/2009 |
| The fall of denile | 0 | 09/05/2009 |
| Title of being number one | 0 | 08/04/2009 |
| Heart beat | 0 | 08/04/2009 |
| Taste your own black eyed peas! | 0 | 08/04/2009 |
| Peace | 0 | 08/04/2009 |
| ROBIN BLUE | 0 | 07/31/2009 |
| Blinded talent | 0 | 07/31/2009 |
| Number One | 0 | 07/31/2009 |
| Time | 0 | 07/31/2009 |
| Bold fashions | 0 | 07/30/2009 |
| Love | 0 | 07/30/2009 |
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