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 Posted: Thu Dec 24, 2009 3:53 pm
Golden
Golden is the color of her hair. the color of her smile. the color of her face when she is near to me. Golden are the fields in which we walk. the days in which we live. the moments that we are together.Golden is her kiss soft and sweet. Golden is a sunset with her, radiant and full of awe only to die in shame of her beautious glory. Golden are our tears as i hold her as she holds me. And the color of her hair is golden.
She is the night
She is the night. her skin is pale and radiant like the moon. her eyes shine like distant stars. her hair is as dark as a cloudy night. her lips bear the crimson shade of death. her beauty springs forth from the inky darkness to ensnare the weak and capitvate the strong.she is the night. she is my love.
Work of art
what is beauty some say it is a great body others a viberant personality. they are compleatly wrong but partially correct. beauty is in the eyes of the beholder and my eyes behold a beauty that trancends body and mind altogether. she is a master piece. a canvas of genetics. an environment of paint. her personality depicts the color. her soul depics the shape. by them selves each part is worthless but together they make a masterpiece unlike any ever made and thats what i think about you.
The song of a love bird
love birds sing no songs when thier lover is far and gone. she left the nest far from home to seek a life all her own. his wings were clipped maybe for the best his future he awaits from his nest. the one he wants by his side has left for the world so far and wide. all he can do is sing his song of love and hope she hears it from above. his song is sung for all to hear but always falls on deaf ears. she lives her life high in the sky while he waits and dies. his life wont be much he fears unless his song she hears. he sits and dreams the world away while he waits for her night and day. his song of love is unrequited her life she lives undenied.
My sweet love
you are my light in the darkness
my shining star in the night sky
you are my warmth in the cold
my idea of beauty
you are my scource of passionate flames
my reason to be
you are my missing piece
My sweet love.
I long for an angel.
I long for an angel to take my pain away.
I long for an angel to be there for me night and day.
I long for an angel to drain me of my sorrow.
I long for an angel to find me tomorrow.
I long for an angel for me to love.
I long for an angel that dosnt come from above.
Tomatoe away!
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Posted: Thu Dec 24, 2009 9:41 pm
If you could bolden the titles, and fix the grammatical and pucntation mistakes, it would be easier on the eyes.
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Posted: Thu Dec 24, 2009 9:44 pm
As far as i know there are no gramatical errors and if there are they are probably on purpous.
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Posted: Thu Dec 24, 2009 9:51 pm
By grammar I mostly mean spelling.
Scorce => Source
Undenyed => Undenied
Dosnt => Doesn't
And now purpous=> Purpose.
Also, if you are going to capitalize some, capitalize all.
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 9:44 pm
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