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Please finish my poem...

 
 
Reply Sun 1 Feb, 2004 12:11 pm
Her eyes speak beautifully. For that I am sure. To the world she is evil. To me she is pure...
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Piffka
 
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Reply Sun 1 Feb, 2004 12:20 pm
Her eyes speak beautifully.
For that I am sure.
To the world she is evil.
To me she is pure...
Delight to my senses.
My soul I'll reveal
Knowing that love will endure.
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Shadowless-Nightmare
 
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Reply Sun 1 Feb, 2004 12:49 pm
beautiful piffka
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colorbook
 
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Reply Sun 1 Feb, 2004 01:10 pm
Her eyes speak beautifully
For that I am sure
To the world she is evil
To me she is pure...

I'm enraptured in blindness
No wrong has she done
and I long for the day
when we become one
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Shadowless-Nightmare
 
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Reply Sun 1 Feb, 2004 01:17 pm
wow colorbook even better ill save that piece for the end. ok so far we have

Her eyes speak beautifully
For that I am sure
To the world she is evil
To me she is pure

(blank)


(blank)

I'm enraptured in blindness
No wrong has she done
I long for the day
When we become one...

still needs more Wink
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colorbook
 
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Reply Sun 1 Feb, 2004 01:22 pm
I also like Piffka's poem...don't forget to include it.
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Shadowless-Nightmare
 
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Reply Sun 1 Feb, 2004 01:23 pm
did i forget?
i wanted to place that after my own
(like i said still need more)
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Shadowless-Nightmare
 
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Reply Sun 1 Feb, 2004 01:25 pm
Her eyes speak beautifully
For that I am sure
To the world she is evil
To me she is pure
Delight to my senses.
My soul I'll reveal
Knowing that love will endure.

(blank)


(blank)

I'm enraptured in blindness
No wrong has she done
I long for the day
When we become one...
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monmar
 
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Reply Wed 10 Mar, 2004 08:38 am
Remoteness calls to me,
Escape rings her bell.
Too late the web grips me,
In love I will die.
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xeoro
 
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Reply Sun 14 Mar, 2004 11:48 am
Poetry
Her eyes speak beautifully
for that I am sure
To the world she is evil
to me she is pure.
She weaves dark desires,
of lust and of sin.
Her loin's burning fires
entrap me again.
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