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Monday, March 28, 2005 Two Rivers a poem by gab caraon Oh how wicked this world is It gives you such a wicked kiss And when you thought that you've found bliss You'll see there's something that you've missed And when you've found someone to love You'll feel you're flying high above But when two people fill you're heart Your world will start to fall apart Oh what to do? Oh what to say? I feel I'm in this Shakespearean play Where stars just start to fade away Will I find peace? No, never, nay! I think my mind is bursting soon I've made things worst, I think I'll swoon In two rivers I took a swim And now I think I'm drowning... |
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