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Beauty is admired by the compassin of thy love
a garden shall growthrough the trons of a thisle.
My heart beats on my chest as the wind doest
the shore. Even though darkness incases me in
thy walls my lamp flame grow. For it does
not flicker
Thy yell of thee sirens shall not cover thy cry of love for thee.
For thou iss like a golden fleece .
So thou art with me heart
- Title: beauty
- Artist: kojack1
- Description: this is for all women who need to know they are beautiful
- Date: 03/17/2009
- Tags: beauty
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Knoxlysia X - 09/07/2009
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3 words.
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- MJgwarrocker66 - 07/06/2009
- very.touching. and breath-taking. 'when thoust shall wake, only i, thy lover of the beauty and swoon,shall wrap my love, not thy lust, apon you.' 5/5 by the way. take a look at my poems. read my story called gone away love.
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