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Beautiful Poem I look through the window and see in the skies the beautiful blueness in your beautiful eyes I look at the bark of a tree and the brown I see there is the beautiful browness of your beautiful hair I look at the ocean as the wave rips and I see beautiful roundness to your beautiful hips I listen to the radio and with every station choice I hear the beautiful sharpness of your beautiful voice I listen to the breeze and the storm in the sky I hear the cowardice shake in my cowerdice sigh Because though you look beautiful and sound beautiful too I could never be brave enough to ask you that question to you.
irandomjami added this comment 2009-07-06 17:51:09-05:00
I like this poem but what does the duckling have to do with anything?
kn6u72 added this comment 2009-12-12 12:48:53-06:00
nothing i just thought it looked cute, and it was the onlz one i had at the time
irandomjami added this comment 2009-07-06 17:51:09-05:00
I like this poem but what does the duckling have to do with anything?
kn6u72 added this comment 2009-12-12 12:48:53-06:00
nothing i just thought it looked cute, and it was the onlz one i had at the time