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Whisper

I sit in darkness, then I hear someone.
Someone whispering my name.
I look and look,
but cannot find it's source.
Or the face that it belongs to.
I ponder and ponder,
who could this person be?
Who are you?
What do you want?
I ask.
Then the most beutiful, angelic person emerges from the darkness.
I am your lover, and I want to make you mine forever.
He says.

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  • LilEmoPrincess
    January 6
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    Its an intreseting poem, very beautifly writen well done


  • A Pigeons Plight
    January 5

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    awww! that's adorable! tres belle! (which, if u don't speak french, is very beautiful) C'est interressant- very interesting