Pie Putting past perfect, she worked on her syllables coming up with nouns and creating a space downtown like Paris. Preaching the unbearable, children watch with clear eyes and come up looking blank. Why do the storms that collide between you and me stray? Or the bullet that reaches the mindless... Sign in to see full entry.
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Writing and expressing my feelings through poetry is something I look forward to each day..so here goes. Copyright s.l.gomez 2010 "Mencari ilhamku melalui penulisan membawa ketenangan kepada jiwaku." And if you feel like spending a little more time with me..:) please visit my other blog http://www.alittletimewithshobana.blogspot.com Your visits are most welcome.
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