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September 27, 2011
By Jesse-Marie- PLATINUM, Freehold, New Jersey
Jesse-Marie- PLATINUM, Freehold, New Jersey
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Favorite Quote:
"To love is to live. Without love, what is life?"


My hands,
they dropped.
My feelings,
they stopped.
My thoughts,
they topped
everything I've ever felt.
Anything I've ever dealt.
The feelings have more so a meaning
then any idea you could bring to me.
The telephone rings,
the door bell dings,
the ideas keep flowing.
With my pencil handy,
nothings impossible.
Every thing is possible.
A world full of nothings,
a day full of somethings,
everything sparks an idea.
An idea I'll write,
thinking deep in to the night,
to create something so light,
it could make a eagle set flight.
They words I say,
the things I do,
they mean everything to me,
yet nothing to you.



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on Oct. 5 2011 at 6:32 pm
Jesse-Marie- PLATINUM, Freehold, New Jersey
46 articles 0 photos 9 comments

Favorite Quote:
"To love is to live. Without love, what is life?"

Thank you!:]

Risible SILVER said...
on Oct. 1 2011 at 9:40 pm
Risible SILVER, Norwalk, Connecticut
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Favorite Quote:
"Sooner or later, those who win are those who think they can." -Richard Bach

I love the last four lines! They have punch and give the whole poem point...and I can totally relate. Good work Jesse-Marie. 


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