Broken Dreams
Broken dreams lye upon the snad, as my hart is in you hands. Can you not see the tears wash upon the sand? where to theycarry our hopes and dreams to never been seen? Oh hear that is the mirror of the soul, can one spitit make us whole apon the shores of memories. Let not the tide of the wind till their wings can carry us off again.Broken Dreams
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poetryrules commented on Broken Dreams
12-12-2009
- Shouldn't you use spellcheck, which is available where you type in to submit a poem, and check over your spacing etc. before you submit a poem? When I read this, I think that you don't care about your poem; why should anyone else?
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