The Things I Write

"Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart."William Woodsworth.

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I prefer to live my life with the windows down and the radio up,with sunglasses on and shoes off and surrounded by people who make me laugh,'for i dearly love to laugh'

Sunday, April 27, 2008

Okay so this has been a purge of writing. With finals coming up i dont have time to edit so there are things that i want to change and things that need to be changed but i haven't had time. Just love me lol.



Sonnet -

I once happened by chance upon our love

As though it were a newly published book

No fingers had caressed the cover of

The text. My heart desired a deeper look

The authored sheets shift as new days begin

Novel feelings flow from each turning page

Once our passion started he had no sin

“We will not end”; I loved that whispered gage

But loving words stop, our plot has an end

After touching all your everything

I quickly slammed the covers. You’re no friend

I found us sacred, you found us a fling

I have opened your covers once again

The love of a book can be quite the chain.

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