Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Roses Comments

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Roses of a kind, love is never left behind, but in fact brought together. closer then we ever were before.
You bring me me flowers of all kind sorts, but when you brought me roses of the purest enriched red.
i know what you were saying; you knelt down before me and asked 'will you be mine? '.
I, in return, lifted you up and gave you a hug and a kiss.
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Darlene Belcher
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