Thursday, December 8, 2011

My Only Goal Comments

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Like notches on a prisoner's cell wall,
On her fair forearm, short cuts stand tall.

Each day in which she loses control over her feelings,
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Isabella Francis
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Neetha Sasidharan 02 January 2012

really touchy.. grt poem...keep inking ur pen

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Unwritten Soul 22 December 2011

It has dark air to breathe but strong hope to release, it was a good poem Isabella :) Keep writing and write what you need to express. Thanks for inviting and sharing _Unwritten Soul

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