This spells out that it's what is inside that makes our dreams alive. Reaching deep for the reasons we seem to believe in ourselves strong.
Living our dreams alone. So live your dreams so I am told.
City is Naked
Among the strained life we live,Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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| A Desire Hot | 0 | 02/10/2011 |
| Making Certain | 1 | 03/05/2010 |
| Tragic Mention | 1 | 02/21/2010 |
| A Seldom Felt Reality | 0 | 02/20/2010 |
| Hugs and Love | 0 | 01/19/2010 |
| To Die In Your Arms | 2 | 01/15/2010 |
| Traveling Afar | 1 | 01/12/2010 |
| One Thing I Know | 1 | 12/20/2009 |
| City is Naked | 0 | 12/17/2009 |
| Something to Believe | 0 | 12/17/2009 |
| Call You Mine | 1 | 12/15/2009 |
| Hardly Know | 0 | 12/14/2009 |
| This World | 2 | 12/12/2009 |
| Cold Dark Night | 0 | 12/08/2009 |
| No Way How | 0 | 12/08/2009 |
| Revelry | 0 | 12/03/2009 |
| Life Different | 0 | 12/03/2009 |
| A Caring Heart | 1 | 11/21/2009 |
| Dying to Be Loved | 4 | 11/18/2009 |
| Only Hoping | 1 | 11/16/2009 |
| Always in General | 0 | 11/16/2009 |
| Hey Pretty Girl | 1 | 11/15/2009 |
| A Love to Be | 4 | 11/13/2009 |
| An Outside Dream | 1 | 11/12/2009 |
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