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Saturday, January 16, 2010

A Girls best friend isn't a diamond ?

She’s there with you always, through thick and through thin. She’s there with you always, as you lose and you win. She cries as your pain shows, then dries all your tears. Your best friend can be trusted, to erase all your tears. She’s never hurt by your actions, and never judges your deeds. Her... Sign in to see full entry.

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Souled Out -- Sexual Chemestry

As two lonely souls cry out for love, their mates must fit them like a glove. Along the way they’ll meet their kind, but a perfect match is hard to find. Like two fireflies lost in cosmic cloud, their lights burn dim, their hopes in shroud. Their primal needs force them to try, to seek each other,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, January 15, 2010

DIANA -- Princess of Wales ( A Tribute )

She was the jewel in the Monarchy’s rusting old crown, like a diamond she shone in her new wedding gown. The people were eager to break from the dreary old past, little knowing that for Diana the dream wouldn’t last. She was radiant for a while at the birth of her boys, her full attention she gave... Sign in to see full entry.

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Something to get your teeth into !

FATE OF THE TWINS. The most infamous day in history, is now September eleven, when the world was changed forever, and thousands went to heaven. The two twin towers stood side by side, huge monoliths made by the west, But the horsemen of the apocalypse came, the twins to lay to rest. Just eighteen... Sign in to see full entry.

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ADDICTION

The grape and grain have much to pay, for all the harm they’ve done. For people who drink to any excess, we disregard and shun. Down alleys and in doorways, with their bottles in brown bags, These people that were once so young, are now old men and hags. So sad their lives of misery, no peace of... Sign in to see full entry.

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Bernard Franklin's poetry, I am hoping to write moralistic, provocative and hopefully sometimes wryly funny poetry that doesn't shirk from tackling the disturbing and important issues that face us all. Bernard Franklin is an engineer and writer who lives with his wife and four children in Kingston-upon-Hull, yorkshire, England.

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