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Sinome
Regrets - yes we all have those, don't we? And you have expressed that well...
posted by
Nautikos
on November 20, 2013 at 5:41 PM
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Sinome
Memories are made of this love
posted by
BC-A
on November 20, 2013 at 1:57 PM
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I have lied to myself a time or two...
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on November 20, 2013 at 12:00 PM
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To A Sweet Regreter
I felt your regrets as if they were my own,
Each lonely tear that is not so alone now
that I am here to observe your grief
(that is written as snow that is over-laid with gold).
Beauty, my sweet friend, follows you as shadow,
As high as I know you will fly,
It will always be your reflection on the ground.
posted by
ForeverPoet
on November 20, 2013 at 7:56 AM
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who ever knows the answer to all of those questions
posted by
Lanetay
on November 20, 2013 at 7:22 AM
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Great! I really like it. Makes me wish I could make myself try to write a poem again.
posted by
TAPS.
on November 20, 2013 at 12:10 AM
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I guess if there were words of comfort, we would never feel sad.
posted by
C_C_T
on November 19, 2013 at 11:59 PM
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