She lays on her bed, thoughts flowing into her head. Thoughts of her,
thoughts of him, thoughts of what they once were. She Remembers
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i agree with your title. great story. its really sad though. good job. keep it up. sista. lol. lylas.
Is it the myte or the man thats loved, is loved lost ever real again, I like to hope so. Intrestings questions. Thanks for sharing.
Very good, but it is confusing because of how you um... formatted it.
Jessica, the final lines are the poem - if you can find a way to express the preamble in less words than the last two lines you'll have written what is the essense of a truely great poem. Rgds, Ivan