Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Raindrops Comments

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There aren’t raindrops falling on my head no more
My dear drugged alcoholic friend
You spoke witful and sobering words into my existence
In amazement, I listened as you ate your greens
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Medea Kali
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Afzal Shauq 20 July 2010

esome and really soul touching sweet poem is this one..liked it

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Ying Escalona 29 August 2007

when slender sheets of silver fall...Medea..its sounds veyt cool

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