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Hot water falls gently, Cascading on my face,by Gate Keeper 12 lines, on Jul 9 11:11 PM 2008. In Life
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willow branches dragged from the waters, blackened, leafless, lifeless...
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it’s like a kid who’s expecting a birthday card in the mail and everyday he runs out to the mailbox –
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A quick glance back, iron tracks still clear, Yet the clock reads quarter to four.
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Alone on the terrace,
Alone with the night, -
It was morning that day,
Yet half-asleep I still layby Gate Keeper 33 lines, 4 comments, on May 21 5:25 PM 2006. In Humor -
It's not very different
From the other housesby Gate Keeper 20 lines, 5 comments, on May 13 3:13 PM 2006. In Personal -
One sun-shiny day
In the middle of June, -
Ya know, life can be rough,
And sometimes it's tough -
We tame the waves
That surge from the sea; -
Domamos las olas
Que surgen del mar; -
On lonely nights
When the moon shines bright -
What is this life that I've been dealt?
Why am I a me? -
Oh, why did you run away?
I am so sad.
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