[untitled]A Poem by Mr. EIf life were like that the petals of a flower delacite and frigile and gentle to the touch
if love were like that the taste of pure sweetness nestled up inside you waiting to burst out
if pain were like that the power of the fist slamming into your stomach making you feel sick
if only... if only... if only life were smooth © 2008 Mr. E |
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