A Little Game Called Love

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By Shine-On •

It's everywhere And no where It consumes me Yet makes me My heart aches My chest pounds I fear an end But stand alive Without it I'm useless But with it I'm inoperative I feel Everything Know nothing Need i cradle My thoughts to sleep

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December 20, 2008 16:31Tyler Cedric Golden

an interesting poem indeed and like the way you express yourself though short and sweet regardless it is a good poem...thank you for your previous comment...