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A black line, I write through your face.
I try to scribble you out my memory.
But then you sneak back in as if there was a door to my thoughts.
You use your own personal key to the lock of my heart even though i lost the one to yours.
I use to love the color yellow, now I love the color black.
Because its the darkest color of paint i cant use to black out my feelings for you.



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sk8terboi said...
Apr. 1, 2010 at 7:05 am:
this is a very good poem i am still waiting for mine too get approved. ive already got one nonfiction story published that is Linda my first love it's great you you should check it out. 
 
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Lily B. said...
Sept. 6, 2009 at 8:25 pm:
Wow, I read your other poem Oblivion and really liked it, so i thought I'd check out your other work, and I have to say, you are a fantastic poet. Keep it up!
 
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iPonderThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Mar. 3, 2009 at 11:23 pm:
wait cant is right sorry.
 
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iPonderThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Mar. 3, 2009 at 2:53 am:
hey little mistake on this one cant should be can ;) sorry everyone ill try to not make these mistakes..
 
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