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Some say love, it is a river, that drowns the tender reeds. Some say love, it is a razor, that leaves your sol to bleed. Some say love, it is a hunger, an endless, aching need. I say love, it is a flower, and you're its only seed. It's the heart, afraid of breaking, that never learns to dance. It's the dream, afraid of waking, that never, takes the chance. It's the one, who won't be taken. Who cannot, seem to give. And the soul, afraid of dying, that never, learns to live. BY HANNAH
theresa101 added this comment 2009-05-18 23:51:43-05:00
aaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwww so sweet!
twinpower added this comment 2009-05-18 23:12:08-05:00
aww that is sweet! :)
spannihanni909 added this comment 2009-05-31 14:06:45-05:00
lol im not good @ poetry so i stole the words from a song lol
naomithecoolperson added this comment 2009-05-22 23:07:15-05:00
SWEET!!!!!!! i know who this is about... it is about.....
theresa101 added this comment 2009-05-18 23:51:43-05:00
aaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwww so sweet!
twinpower added this comment 2009-05-18 23:12:08-05:00
aww that is sweet! :)
spannihanni909 added this comment 2009-05-31 14:06:45-05:00
lol im not good @ poetry so i stole the words from a song lol
naomithecoolperson added this comment 2009-05-22 23:07:15-05:00
SWEET!!!!!!! i know who this is about... it is about.....