MY LIFE IS AN UN READ POEM(song)

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    THIS SONG IS ABOUT HOW PEOPLE ON THIS WEBSITE DISRESPECT ME

    MY LIFE IS AN UN READ POEM(song)

     My life is an unread poem
    That wait for all to come and read
    to inspire you and me
    for wonderful things
    Did you see that shooting star
    I saw my faith ahead
    Now I lay myself in bed
    I feel like my life leaving me
    Have you evr happened to see
    every thing that I have experienced
    My life is an un read poem I'm sorry
    for everything so sorry
    But the unread poem is my life
    The poem that lead me through the night

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    Marsink commented on MY LIFE IS AN UN READ POEM(song)

    01-29-2010

    This is beautiful sadness, and soft to the heart.You have shared yourself in a unique way: as a poem! Great job! 10
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    redbloodink commented on MY LIFE IS AN UN READ POEM(song)

    01-24-2010

    no need to be sorry..... you are young.... a story once read a song once sung..... we only become what we were made to be by God and His love...... keep writing... keep growing..... a story to be read by all that choose to read...... red
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    dumplin commented on MY LIFE IS AN UN READ POEM(song)

    01-19-2010

    Just a little friendly constructive criticism, there are several misspellings in this poem and it seems to be aimless, as though you didn't quite know how to tell us what you are trying to convey. It has potential, though.
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    baddreams commented on MY LIFE IS AN UN READ POEM(song)

    01-19-2010

    it is beautifull poem and great. hope U do keep up the good work
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    abluesky commented on MY LIFE IS AN UN READ POEM(song)

    07-05-2009

    i love it.wonderful it is."my life is like unread poem"as if you know what is happening to me now. And" now i lay myself in bed". is like one can not do nothing and is waiting for him to visit the land of the silent ones.keep writing and i hope to read more of your writings.Can i be your friend?.
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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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