Friday, April 8, 2011

The Weight Of Love Comments

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In the arms of sadness I am confined
In my dry tears I drown
So often I attempt to fly to paradise
Only to feel the oppressive hand of gravity pushing me back down
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Bancroft Boreland
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Louis Rams 08 April 2011

your death will not help the ones you leave behind as she left you. and if her death is your concern, maybe there is a lesson to be learned. you are starting to write poetry, because of her your heart is free.

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Jerrell Frazier 08 April 2011

nice poem i really like the setting of it

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