LOVE MEANS...
L.earn 2 live life
O.ver come obstcles
V.ictory is yours
E.ach day is a blessing
O.ver come obstcles
V.ictory is yours
E.ach day is a blessing
LOVE MEANS...
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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MESMERIZED | 2 | 11/26/2008 |
LOVE WITH WINGS | 0 | 11/26/2008 |
MORE THAN MEETS THE EYE | 1 | 11/26/2008 |
CHEATED(part1 ) |
0 | 11/26/2008 |
COMFORTER | 2 | 11/25/2008 |
LOVE MEANS... | 0 | 11/25/2008 |
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