you you you
whenever I'm upset or uptight
i think about you
and
amazing
ideas start
comming
to life.
i think about you
and
amazing
ideas start
comming
to life.
you you you
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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Title | Comments | Submitted |
the cutt | 2 | 03/21/2010 |
dead or alive? | 2 | 03/21/2010 |
hes the same as the others | 1 | 03/21/2010 |
maybe a virgin...mayb e not... |
2 | 03/20/2010 |
drugs | 1 | 03/20/2010 |
single | 2 | 03/20/2010 |
the father | 0 | 03/20/2010 |
sneakyyyy | 0 | 03/20/2010 |
yes. no. maybe. | 0 | 03/20/2010 |
you can do what ever you put your mind to. | 0 | 03/20/2010 |
please get the hell outa my head! | 0 | 03/20/2010 |
you you you | 0 | 03/20/2010 |
colors | 0 | 03/20/2010 |
the word just came out | 0 | 03/20/2010 |
rain rain go away.. | 1 | 03/20/2010 |
the trust of my mother | 0 | 03/20/2010 |
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