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Thursday, March 3, 2011

Why say that now do you not think we have changed after all of this time I am happy in my life to add more stress and complications would that not make me sad look at my face do you see the hurt still i care for you and always will but why ask this of me i do not want your chains i want the freedom... Sign in to see full entry.

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Poetry is about expression of thought. Sometimes the best work is the kind of stuff that just leaps up from within our soul. I write a lot about the murky splurge...This defines a place where we are are given the freedom to bare our souls in word but understand it is between the lines where most truth resides, In a world which has an abundance of love for all to share there is a whirlwind stirring. these words come out of a storm, but reader of my blog, please see although we write about many things, we may just mean another...well that is what the villagers said..... have fun.

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