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Him
An etched out poem reread,
Many times crumbled and then smoothed.
Can this truly capture how I feel?
My words seem so far removed.
How can I define this feeling I get
At every accidental touch?
This energy, this passion,this undescribable lust
The most desirable and beautiful rush.
Words are far to capricious,
They die after being written down.
I need something with substance with truth,
Something with validity and sound.
A kiss can speak a thousand words
Even poets can not define.
So kiss me now so I can remember
All the things I wanted to say, but couldn't find.
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Yay !!!! i love ur poem .. i wish i could write some but im a very good writer*
<3 alwayz
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Aww, that's a really cute poem :-)
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WOW! Thats a great poem! I really liked it!! =D Keep up the good work and keep posting them! I love reading them!
xoxo Kourtney
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You are really talented! that was really touching....it seems like you think with yout heart and not with your head! thats DEEP
*keep up the good work*
~*~KiSsEs~*~
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That's a very nice poem. Your format reminds me much of my own...sadly though, the best poetry spawns from extreme pain, as I'm sure you know. I am not sure what to say, because the poem could be interpreted in several different ways, however I have a strange statement for you: I hope most of your reasons for writing fantastic poetry will soon die out, excepting the one kind of passion that isn’t painful while it lasts. Good luck.
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YAY! That's good! i wanna write poems but I'm not to good at writing them.. but YOU ARE! w00t w00t! keep it up and don't let anyone tell ya differently! plz rate me!
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