The year
The year
It was year of fire
It the year of destruction
It was the year we took back what was ours
It was the year of rebirth
The year of great sadness
The year of pain
The year of joy
It was a new age
It was the year everything change.
It was the year I almost died
It was the year no one or nothingwould ever be the same.
Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.
Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Death | 0 | 12/28/2009 |
| A LETTER TO MY PARENTS | 1 | 07/14/2009 |
| When we leave a Place | 1 | 07/14/2009 |
| To Lose Something You Once Love | 0 | 07/14/2009 |
| This Is How I Feel Right Now! | 1 | 07/14/2009 |
| The year | 0 | 07/14/2009 |
| The Unknown Future that we fight for .......... | 0 | 07/14/2009 |
| The Gutter Of Some Shit | 0 | 07/14/2009 |
| Running Away And Finding My Self | 0 | 07/14/2009 |
| Good Or Bad News | 0 | 07/14/2009 |
| I’ve Been Many Thing | 1 | 07/14/2009 |
| Personal Commandments | 0 | 07/14/2009 |
| Right Here | 0 | 07/14/2009 |
| Never Forget | 0 | 07/14/2009 |
| If You Look Into My Eye’s | 0 | 07/14/2009 |
| I Stand Alone | 0 | 07/14/2009 |
| All For A Reason Unknown To Me | 0 | 07/14/2009 |
| DARK FRONTIER | 0 | 07/13/2009 |
| YOUR TIME WILL COME | 0 | 07/13/2009 |
| Words that are not always spoken | 0 | 07/13/2009 |
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