Poetry
A word of warning people! I'm not a writer! I write what I feel and sometimes I write out of the blue but my poems aren't good. As long as I like them, that's all that matters.
When I Look Into Your Eyes
A Homeless Man's Eyes
The Stranger Before Me
He Loves Me Not
No More Tears
Just One Day
A Gift From My Aunt
Shining Star
Inspiration
I Blew a Kiss into the Wind
Rape
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