Memories on the walls
Echoes through the hallsIf I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| You Adandon with no Reason | 0 | 08/10/2011 |
| In Flames | 0 | 08/26/2010 |
| To Love a Lover Lost | 1 | 12/26/2009 |
| When you Smiled That Smile | 0 | 11/30/2009 |
| Damaged | 0 | 11/30/2009 |
| You Can't See The Teardrops In The Rain | 3 | 10/14/2009 |
| Don't go Away | 0 | 10/14/2009 |
| There is no song within me | 1 | 10/14/2009 |
| lost soul | 1 | 10/14/2009 |
| missing you | 0 | 10/14/2009 |
| She Is... | 0 | 10/14/2009 |
| Memories on the walls | 0 | 10/14/2009 |
| These Scars are Valleys | 0 | 10/14/2009 |
| Echoing Whispers | 4 | 09/08/2009 |
| Heaven's Sparkling Eyes | 2 | 09/08/2009 |
| Hidden By The Rain | 2 | 09/08/2009 |
| I Watch The World Unfold | 3 | 12/04/2009 |
| Eloquent Affinty | 1 | 09/08/2009 |
| The Fervor | 2 | 09/07/2009 |
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