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I love this poem, so much there
your tears are gold for every drop
my hands will hold
posted by
Riversidepoet
on September 3, 2014 at 10:16 AM
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I like the way in which your poem flows.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on September 2, 2014 at 5:10 PM
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Not like the rest for me, I love it. Makes me feel that sometimes we have such feelings that we just have to pen them and then perhaps years later, we may have grown beyond that point don't want to go back to feeling back then....sometimes we realize we are still there!
posted by
Kabu
on September 2, 2014 at 5:04 PM
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Conflicts I would guess and the poetess searches for the reason of her thoughts,
posted by
C_C_T
on September 2, 2014 at 10:51 AM
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