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White is the sound of the clock alarming 3:30p.m. on January 12, 2013.
White is the beautiful snowfall upon the ground.
10 years 10 months ago
Ever since I was a teen,
I hoped and dreamed to one day find him.
As I slept we traveled and danced,
10 years 10 months ago
The reasons I write are like
stars in the night.
Numerous and bright;
I sit in awe, in the light
10 years 10 months ago
I listen, awake and aloneOn a bed intended for two.The clock clangs out twelve forlorn tones
10 years 10 months ago
Our fingers touch as the pilgrims before us
Yet our words of such are all but naught.
10 years 10 months ago
Life is such a scary thing
One minute its complete and total bliss
But the next its full of despair
10 years 10 months ago
Love is Universal
Its ecceptance for the things
That make us diffrent
Not change who we are to suet others
10 years 10 months ago
I hate the way that you left me,abruptly, and without warning.
10 years 10 months ago