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Tuesday, December 7, 2004


Whee!!! poems!!! It is most likely crappy!!!
Pure

Snow falls around me,
Covering everything in a pure white.
It is like the souls of many,
So pure and innocent,
but their will always be a darker side,
Like the ice the snow can create.
The ice causes us to fall,
Like how we put each other down,
But others help us up,
They make us feel like we're important.
They are the pure,
They are the ones who save us in the end.

yup it's crap. as my friends call it poetic crap!

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