poets, people, helpless romantics & silly antics, by j-ay rose
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we're such a ghoulish bunch
quite foolish and the such
our hand of hearts - pitter patter
flinging our words - splitter splatter
reverie is you - brevity is me
shoo your idle hand, let it be!
a heart cannot be amending
if another heart it is defending |
| Posted: 2006-09-16 19:07:24 UTC |
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| 2006-09-17 20:00:06 | Faith |
| I like it... not quite sure what it is about though, but it was definitly enjoyable to read! |