Hopes to twist fate
like fingers,
to find true love,
perfect mate.
Little do hands know
perfectness was always extinct.
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20 words
In a list
A contest entry
- no love poetry by Suzanne Dia.
700 points, ended November 10, 2007, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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nicely done. thanks for entering.
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damn lol
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oh wow i liked this one. Great job on it dear one. wishing you well in this contest.
Always
Tory -
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Thanks a lot for your wishes!
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I like this piece this is just a thinking one, This is my favorite line Little do hands know
perfectness was always extinct.Goodluck to you in the contest.Best wishes
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Yeah...first comment by my fav commentator...So glad you liked it!
Perfectness is impossible isn't it?
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