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a poem
Beauty is that you are to me,
Deeper than the deepest sea,
But what beauty cannot explain,
Is the hurt that gives me pain,
Then burns like fiery rain,
And as i look at you i know you are,
Beauty itself , as if beauty lies in one's, self. Still beauty is a curse that will,
Never diverse and like a lighting bolt ,puts a chill in ones soul then freezes ones mind for eternity and all time,

This was a poem i wrote about a girl i knew in 4 grade then i got transferred to another school and when i got to high school as I'm still in, met her again and was afraid to give it to her so i snuk it in her locker she never knowing who it wad from i miss her because i moved once again

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2012-09-09 21:27:05
I listened to you rnadieg the poems on your blog this morning. I really enjoyed hearing your voices! I liked the poems you chose and will look forward to checking your blog again to see what else you are working on.Ms Peck


2004-07-15 12:12:26
tHAT WAS BEAUTIFUL! (I wish you were writing about me) ... :( :)


2004-07-13 23:41:44
Explain to me the difference between this and the story titled Beauty.

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