Children of MemoryA Poem by Andrea VargasInnocent eyes, to are treacherous lies, wonderful thoughts, much better than are terrible plots, with there open minds, jeoulsy fills me, for i know my mind is in a constant bind, They move so free, there the children of memory, and with my eyes, I shall forever see, that those days are gone for me. © 2011 Andrea Vargas |
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Added on April 15, 2011Last Updated on April 15, 2011 AuthorAndrea VargasOntario, CAAboutI have been apart of this site for awhile and have written of romance and pain and many other different genres.. and i have come across many fantastic poets. Poetry has taught me so much, it has h.. more.. |

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