THEY DONT MAKE EM LIKE THEY USED 2

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    THEY DONT MAKE EM LIKE THEY USED 2

    its crazy how they don't make em like they used to.
    charming personalities and a goal in mind to do!
    someone who will be there to weather the band storm.
    someone who is there to actually do you good without underlining intentions of harm.
    someone genuine to the core, with a mouth of honesty and who displays affection and simplicity..
    i guess that is expecting way to much, is it so bad to live ethically?
    what ever happen to chivalry?
    what happened to opening car doors and believing in the one you love?
    what happened to hopeless romance and the true value of love?
    they just don't make em like they used to anymore; you know, built to last.
    isn't it funny, how some wanna reach back and undo events from their past, when all you had to do was take appreciation of what you already had.
    but i am glad.i will not be the considered the "norm"
    no matter how many times my heart may be broken, i know that their is another opportunity born!

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    Kleva commented on THEY DONT MAKE EM LIKE THEY USED 2

    12-05-2008

    Diggin that! Reciprocity is key in situations like this. You get back EXACTLY what you put out! Check out my material. Different than what I've seen here, but from the heart. Peace and blessings.

    tinygirl commented on THEY DONT MAKE EM LIKE THEY USED 2

    12-04-2008

    this poem was straight from the heart i liked it keep writing read some of mine tinygirl

    EyemMatt commented on THEY DONT MAKE EM LIKE THEY USED 2

    12-04-2008

    A sense of sadness in a tender heart. But those you seek still exist, those you seek are also in search too. Stay strong, stay wise, and stay true and the love you seek will find you.

    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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