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16 petals their days forgone
Against 16 sunsets
Their days they mourn
17 days of summers scorn
5 roses bleak
Among Autumns morn
— club special, May 10, 2010

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Country/Region: Colorado

Favorite Poets: William Blake, Poe, Yeats, Crowley

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Seren

Seren

16 years 1 month ago

Dear Brian

I loved this short poem its says so much in so few lines only one thing hun ?.. thier ? their lol in the first line love and big hugs Jayne-Chloe x x ("Quote:-For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.-Ivan Panin")
CS

club special

16 years 1 month ago

Their I fixed it. Don’t

Their I fixed it. Don't know why I misspell that word. Again I try to pack as much as I can with less filler. Kinda like my suitcase when I go on a trip! --Club Special
Seren

Seren

16 years 1 month ago

LMAO @ your suitcase lol

LMAO @ your suitcase lol love JayCee ("Quote:-For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.-Ivan Panin")