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.......Despise

Being with you made me hate love ,for i was the happiest with you . With you i knew no pain like grape vines together we grew . your eyes like the sky itself,which set my heart ablaze . Truly this was love in it's prime my wonder years, the golden age .

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Jane Bowen

Date: 3/24/2009 1:47:00 PM

Oooohhhh...nice line! Being with you made me hate love, for I was happiest with you! Sheeshenheimer Mr. C....you are a romanticist and a poet from far beyond this era, perhaps as well, in a past life...? You are a man of the heart and soul~ Wise~ Who ever she was, she was not the one for you....that is fair to say without knowing you or anything about your history~ I think there is more you need to experience before you tie yourself down to one woman, and that is from my gut!~ Janers :)

Derrick Burton

Date: 3/24/2009 8:30:00 AM

Truthful. And it seems like you loose interest as the years go along. Enjoyed reading it and have a blessed day.

Lena Townsend

Date: 3/24/2009 6:24:00 AM

Great rhyme with this one. Thank you for your comments on my writing. I look forward to reading more from you. Smiles from Lolita