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It Will Be Mourned

When you smile, I would love to write it into words When you laugh, I would love to transfer it into verse When you frown, I would love to absorb it and spill it on papers When you cry, I would love to wipe your tears and translate them into stanzas You and yours are my muse I will help you deal your abuse So when we’re done with this life and gone Our love story will be ended and mourned

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The Situation

Date: 2/2/2012 2:33:00 PM

and when you write i will read.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/31/2012 11:00:00 PM

I really like this one, Dinda. It's one of your best poems. Such a sweet sentiment to tell somebody.

M.I.A .

Date: 1/21/2012 1:20:00 AM

aaww, why mourned? cherished too I'm sure. a tantalizing scent here Dinda, quite romantic in a sad way

M.I.A .
Date: 1/21/2012 1:20:00 AM

aw, forgot to say thank you so much for your visit and kind comments. just got my speed back up so i'm trying to spend as much time i can squeeze in the soup ;)