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Nov 20, 2003 00:29

My soul was a barren land, before you laid your hand across my heart. now it flourishes and grows. Soon it will cover old wounds and cracks. I don't think you realize how those wounds still hurt. But I know that as long as I have your hand to help me along the way my soul will be a virtual rainforest. (ok started out as a semi poem....Sorry not ( Read more... )

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linglingchris November 20 2003, 17:31:43 UTC
I like it a lot...i'm scared to post my poems too not only because of how people will think but also because it's so personal.

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