Wednesday, May 7, 2008

My Mom...Kkkiinndddaaa Comments

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she touched her belly and she never looked back
all she depended on were the clothes that she packed
no one could tell if she was scared or not
nobody knew what they thought.
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Desiree Whitamore
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premji premji 04 September 2008

real life, i feel in ur lines *10*

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Shilesha Johnson 01 September 2008

wow that was a beautiful poem. this is the kind of love that everyone wants from their mother. great poem.

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