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The Picture frame

It sits on my desk,
Empty and dark.
Where has the picture gone?
Where are the times?
I am alone.
The love and passion has vanished from my heart.
I sit there, waiting.
Waiting for a picture to come back into the frame again.

Author notes

A special thanks to Brianna for helping us with the poem. We couldn't have done it without you!
-Steph&Tiff, Inc.
Written April 22nd, 2006

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  • Gravi chick343
    April 24, 2006
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    Um...we were just being stupid. Actually, that poem was really fun to write. Cause we had no idea who we were talking about. ^_^


  • Epsilina
    April 22, 2006
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    AMAZING STEPHANIE/TIFF! AMAZING! Brilliant acctually. This will stay in my mind...forever, forevER, forevER! Haha, I love you.

  • Gravi chick343
    April 22, 2006
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    Thanks!


  • love my jose luis
    April 22, 2006
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    I love how well this is written, it has so much feeling in such a lottle space, I love that. I hopw that you keep up your writing.