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Post by RagingProphet on Feb 26, 2003 0:46:42 GMT -5
Who get's what? Where does it go? How do you seperate two hearts when one says, No"?
Who get's the television? Who get's the bed? Who get's thier sanity when so much is still left unsaid?
Many a thing do I still hold yet here I sit empty and cold
In some divine way two hearts became one then cut thru the middle two became none.
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Post by MysticMind17 on Feb 26, 2003 1:18:34 GMT -5
This is a really really good poem, It reminds me of when my parents got divorced. Keep up the good work!
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Post by Alexia on Mar 2, 2003 22:36:55 GMT -5
OMG......How very true. Great work.
Alexia
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Post by Maryann22 on Mar 9, 2003 23:19:13 GMT -5
so many things are left unsaid but you said it all keep up the good work
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