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Free verse № 109010

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Member since 2004 · Posted 24 Jul 2004 · 2 comments

This is me on paper Writing out my soul Of feelings overhwelming Every thought dwelled in my head A way of self-expression Meaningless meanings unto others Don't tell me you dislike what you read It simply means that you do not understand The beauty of this free verse Is hidden between the words

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[6] Dovina 24-Jul-04/2:28 PM Reply
I there are also other explanations, but I'll accept yours.
[0] ?-Dave_Mysterious-? 24-Jul-04/4:11 PM Reply
Wow, a built in brush-off excuse:

"Don't tell me you dislike what you read
It simply means that you do not understand
The beauty of this free verse
Is hidden between the words"

A new poemranker low!!!