poemranker ::How things should be... by DeadtotheWorld

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How things should be...

Member since 2003 · Posted 2 Feb 2004 · 2 comments

Her Eyes Blue Her Smile Great The Distance Bewteen us, Well Too much We Met - Maybe Fate Obstacles Overcomed Rumors Never Spread She held My Hand in the park She kissed Me and she led I make her Feel Good She makes me feel Great When we were at the park She left around five, I left at eight When She comes Again You will see That My dreams will become reality Trust is Not an Issue, Nor is Hate, But love is truly Great

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[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 3-Feb-04/3:33 PM Reply
Things should be the natural logarithm of the way they currently are.
[4] NanceXToo 5-Feb-04/1:37 PM Reply
forced rhyme, stilted rhythm, and devoid of a single unique line.