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She
Contributed by
lost_again
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Thursday, 12th June 2008 @ 06:40:57 AM in AEST
Topic:
happypoetry
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She is the wind, the rain the sun.
The thought of all that is good
when the day is done.
She is the rose with petals bright,
the star that shines in darkest skies.
Her whispers soft echos through the hills.
She is what rainbows are made of.
A delicate sphere on the color wheel.
A constant reminder of all that is good.
She is always dancing across my heart.
The mystery of a raindancer.
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2008-06-12 06:40:57]
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Re: She
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by shelby on
Thursday, 12th June 2008 @ 08:52:31 AM AEST
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And right now she is smiling.
This part right here melted me
a delicate sphere on the color wheel. Damn it!
Hugs
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Re: She
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by recklessguy on
Friday, 13th June 2008 @ 07:48:23 AM AEST
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I think I know her. Every word is right on!
10-4
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