Hate this poem,

             Close your eyes, no fears inside, I'll be there within your sight, kiss your forehead while you sleep, listen to the way you breathe.
             All the things you love to hear, I will whisper in your ear, then bestow you with my smile, hypnotize you for a while.
             Then you'll fall asleep again, just as quickly as you woke, dreaming of a better place, overall a better world.
               These small words you need to know, when you're feeling down and low, I will always cherish you, till' the day you say : "Adieu !"
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     Post Scriptum : this poem ain't mine, cuz' I don't sucks that much.
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3 comments:

  1. SymyxAugust 28, 2011 at 11:35 AM

    Ai modificat-o foarte frumos. Are mult mai mult sens acum, si se leaga mult mai bine. Mersi si Bravo <3

    P.S. Presupun ca, avand in vedere ca ai modificat-o, iti apartine, nu?

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  2. The Bird of HermesAugust 28, 2011 at 11:44 AM

    Este furt intelectual, si simplul fapt de'ai darui noi vesminte nu'l face poemul meu. Iti poarta numele din orice perspectiva ai privi, si'ti oglindeste sentimentele oriunde as fi. Eu iti multumesc.

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  3. SymyxAugust 28, 2011 at 11:46 AM

    Cu mare placere.

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