Tell me my love
Tell me my love that you are happy and i will fade gently away
Tell me my love,your sweet words of love are whispered to another and mine will be silent,
Tell me my love that my wait is over, my love is gone so that I can seek eternal peace
Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Tell me my love | 0 | 05/28/2009 |
| My Brother Edward | 0 | 05/28/2009 |
| My Crushed Spirit | 0 | 05/28/2009 |
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