Stranger in My LIfeA Poem by CassandraSometimes it's only blood.Hello stranger. That’s how I know you. The blood we share, it’s all the same. Our mother, father; They love us both. But you and I are just in passing. I know your name. You know my name. But when we speak, we speak in different tongues.
Hello stranger.
Wish I could meet you. But when we meet it’s only new all of the time. © 2010 Cassandra |
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Added on July 31, 2010 Last Updated on July 31, 2010 |

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