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And The Other
Try to imagine
I loved her dearly.
She had never,
she, loved too nearly.
Surprised finding
I tread tripping?
When her heart hands,
they waxed ripping?
Not so with:
The other.
- by Bacchus SatyrHart Lobstyr |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/24/2009 |
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- Title: And The Other
- Artist: Bacchus SatyrHart Lobstyr
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You tell me.
(by the way, all my posted poetry is previously published) - Date: 11/24/2009
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