Thursday, October 23, 2014

I born everyday

Poetry had saved me
It saves my love
It's the sole reason for
Where we are now
It's a mysterious Candy
A timeless holy flame
Somthing taught by my mother
Perhaps the first day I born
Still continue teach me
Work on my life poem

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