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2012 Poetry Form Challenge#13 English QuintainThis is a popular form of Quintain having no set measure or foot and has a rhyming scheme of; a. b. a. b. b.
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13 English Quintain Posts
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Maryse AchongI made a list the other day, No 'to do' list this I might add, But rather an attempt to weigh The pros and cons, the good and bad My reasons to be joyful, sad. The list was long I must confess It was not easy to prepare; As I attempted to assess My position, it became clear I am quite happy t'would appear. ----- Unmasked We come before You as we are No frills no clever words to say, Completely bare, each wound each scar Open to You, we're on display; We bow our heads and look away. No way to whitewash our misdeeds, To justify the wrongs we’ve done; Then You show us how Your Heart bleeds; Though we may deny You or shun Your Presence, still we cannot run. We may know You by different names It matters not ,You answer all And though we still play silly games You pick us up when'er we fall. back to list |
Kathy AndersonI heard the word of a new shoppe That sold old clothes and other things, So it happened that I went by there For frippery even though I needed nothing. Soon as I entered in it hit me That olde scent of aged wax and weave Of elder fabrics perfectly kept up From unseemly odours that cleave. No mere frivolous perfume But of care and loving repairs None wasted upon noses that consume A less perfect wear by modern care. Wood smoke, cigars and olde pipes Lingered on an old mens smoking coat As much exposed to Bay Rum cologne jars Tang before their pine tar water bath soak.  ----- Brownie "You need much help dearest lass." Says the tawny good elf lad, So he puts the wine glass In front of her to make glad Her sorrowed eyes, no more sad. He set about her old home Like a train passing through night And left a trail of gnomes To guard her treasures right And cleaned away the dirt in sight. Now the lass is smiling fine To find her home clean in time For the lad that came to call To win her hearts treasure all. ----- Dance Softly Dance with me softly down by the shores Listen to two heartbeats as loons sing Sitting together knowing what's in store Smelling wild roses softly fading And by the by see wine sky shading. We'll embrace softly for an age Then interlacing hands, gentle hands, again touch Our promise was on the first page That delicious kiss so much meant If only an embrace could be as soft, just soft. The evening sonata begins doves cheek to cheek Their sense of knowing what would ensue No words spoken, your touch lets you speak Thoughts weaving love's cues Eyes take over the band leaders view.  ----- Flute There was no one to envy the flute in my hands Long ago wishes never got close None to feel blest that played in the band, Only a river of fear held me morose No place in any heart but a ghost. No one to transpose from hand to mind, My music died e're it was born Cold flesh never knowing its time Nor feelings floating on skin torn Scarred by unanswered prayers this morn'.  ----- Forest Dew Sparkling nymphs play at dawn With the fae laddies they find fair To dance many a dance in airs Above the ground or on lea's green lawns Betwixt forests mystery where bluebells pair. Beneath canopy even falls violet Upon branch and nest lay its breast Awaiting morns sweet suffuse wet Cooling the heat of noon's bright protest In honor of Summers sonata in ultraviolet.  back to list |
Terry ClitheroeDo not call the boatman early We must all wait out our time, He will not come if it's untimely He'll leave you waiting out of line And the future will not be fine If he comes and takes you early, Your fated future won't mesh with life. You will have to take what's given Moving away from your intended wife Choosing another to share your strife. Wandering the empty halls of time Forever seeking your lost soulmate Instead of being with a loving partner There's a different meal on your plate And learn alone, lessons dealt by Fate. Your former lover cannot help you Your times together are dead and gone. Out of sync with each others time now Different cards have now been drawn Leaving two souls weeping all alone.  ----- Canberra Ride Shaded trails of asphalt filled promise I pushed time in one end of today, And saw how those promises diminish Like the red cars that pass, I am in the way And my marvellous thoughts easily decay. Flashing bands of what has mattered Are ignored and pushed well out of sight By impatient, ill bred cretins in well catered Four wheeled drives impressed by might, With little thought for others or what is right. Patiently I spur my horseless carriage on Carving my way through fume infested track Wondering if this time, I will see the dawn Before I have to turn round and head on back Or attempt to get off, and take another tack. Suddenly I'm free and can move at my pace What heat there was is now a flowing breeze. Brooding cameras prevent the thought of race And the clear road ahead only serves to tease. None too soon, a leafy street is there to please. ----- Claire de Lune The moonlight shines on singing waters A chorus repeated by humming stones In a composition of competing meters That brings peace to my stressed bones On hearing a piano's soft sensuous tones. Feeling the presence of those supple fingers And under the spell of each nights moon There is always the wish for it to linger For tis not hard for two souls to attune As nightly this music flows in the room.  ----- Come To Me Softly Come to me softly down by the river Let us listen to the heron and the swan Sit softly beside me as if meant forever Sniffing the soft air as the day travels on And on and on feeling as if we truly belong. I'll kiss you so gently at first for a moment Then kiss you, and kiss you, and kiss you again. I promise you there will be no torment Instead I will drive you, like me, insane, If only I can kiss you again, and again. The river sings softly, the birds do to They sense they know what they've begun Words now unspoken, eyes speak for you Mind spinning love we know will go on Eyes speaking volumes of eloquent song.  ----- Death Only in death is a body perfect No more corruption of the flesh No more wrinkles will we detect. With the sod the corpse will mesh The tomb will become our creche. Only in death is a body perfect. My body now shall live forever No change each day, no mood effect Sod and body now blend together They become one and last forever. ----- Each Night Each night as I dream I close my eyes And see you walking towards me again That smile, those eyes are no surprise Their total absence would drive me insane Seeing them forever is what I hope to attain. Each night in my dreams, I dream of you Of perfect love and forever golden days You stay with me the whole night through So familiar are you and your loving ways So perfect an answer to all my prayers. And now I know my wish will come true All we have to do is patiently count the days As each one creeps slowly into our view Our impatience rewarded by long delays So relax, write poetry, and see how it pays.  ----- Fools Paradise Some joker is whistling for his dog And overhead the moon looks bored. A thought occurs to me in this fog That maybe this is heaven's reward Not for lack of sin, but life unexplored. So maybe there are angels lurking Dressed in every scary thing that be. Hiding in every shadow, waiting Ready to jump out and surprise me Trying to shake this passive lethargy. I walk under a giant old elm tree That is rotting from the inside out. I wonder if they think this of me? Then suddenly in my mind is doubt. Suddenly I want to scream and shout. Life is not about feeling safe within Rather's about testing the water's heat, Not by finger's touch, but jumping in. At life's end handing back battered meat With a sign saying, "My life's complete". ----- It Started With a Kiss Should I kiss thee? I think looking into your eyes Knowing what we have started can never end. Knowing that with the kiss and loving sighs Our love will be forever, never need to mend, It started with a kiss as now upwards we ascend. I have kissed thee, and looked into your eyes Now what has happened I hope never ends For I know thy kisses and thy loving sighs Forever, loving, and never needing amends, It started with a kiss as now upwards we ascend.  ----- Let Me Let me hold you close for just a while Press your self against me to feel hearts beat Push me away for a moment to see my smile Then pull me close, and appreciate love's heat Feeling as I do that our love is so sweet. Come close let me hold you pressed to me What is a hug other than a wish to unite? A simple act that became loves master key Which brought us ultimately to loves height And eventually sleeping until morning light. Let me hold you close for more than ever There's no-one else that interests me like you. The bonds of our feelings we couldn't sever There's no moment with you that I could rue Spending eternity together till all life is through.  ----- Love Dreams Dreaming of the romance of this night Dark blue skies, form a stars back drop The beauty, the lure of the full moonlight. Sitting on a seawall at some exotic stop Barely touching as love slowly develops Magically, soft, wet lips, light our fuse Senses lost giving in to our feelings Touching, surrender, as control we lose Naked bodies, our senses reeling Opening, giving, nothing concealing In turn offering ourselves in love Now with no thoughts of self or same Becoming a pure, loving treasure trove And with that love I cry your name We have created an everlasting flame.  ----- Lunar Ballet I lie awake with the stars out on stage. The moon moves along like a dancer Moving gracefully from page to page. Each one pirouettes her, then steadies her All cast off, until, just she is standing there. Now the moon completely owns the sky The stage is hers and we the audience look As have not others in all the years gone by? Even the most hardened heart has not forsook To pause a while amazed how long thy took. Such is the power the moon holds over us all And so she has for millions of years or more The Sun is king; he has the ability to enthral. Poets and writers, have created all this lore But simply put, the Moon we all adore.  ----- Quantumn Spirit In an increasing circle of yellow light, He pierces the dark world of his children- Entering the world, scattering night. Blackness vanishes from the world of men And for a while the slate is clean again. Somewhere there is controlled darkness, There light and truth cannot penetrate, And hatred grows in a festering mess. The men who live there silently wait Feeding out lies, deceit, and teaching hate. Too many are aware preferring love instead For it is mans way to look towards the Sun And anything dark to feel fear or dread The coward would merely turn and run, But the hero says the day has just begun. ----- Questions of Magic No more is it the time of magic, its now of men Merlin and all his kin have left the stage and sleep Slumbering in their cave awaiting until when Once more they must emerge from sleep so deep Working spells, as evil from the land they sweep Then once again in battle we will see the way The strength of arm with sword, or axe and shield, Again the mighty kings must field and fight the fey And blow for blow, and spell for spell, or yield For in the end the weaker magic will lose the field. What if by chance they do not emerge when called Will we be able to learn their secrets in time Is there some kind of insurance scheme installed 'Cause it's no longer warriors it's terror and crime And lets be honest terror is by cowards and slime.  ----- Quiescence The sky is dark outside but I see your eyes Shining brighter than any star could ever, To me, it will never ever be a surprise. Finally I am glad that you did discover At last, that we will be together forever. Outside the night creatures create their sounds Whilst we mortals inside have made our own. Now in satient state listen to feathered clowns Smiling, realising how, close we have grown And thankful also for their friendly drone. Finally the world is still as we slumber Even the avian's outside contribute nought. Mortals such as we sleep and remember In our dreams all that tonight has bought Probably everything in Eternity we sought.  ----- Silent Voices She heard a voice no one was there Softly were the words it had spoken It had come from I dont know where For the trees behind her were oaken But their spell of silence was broken. So gently flows an incoming breeze With whispers of a history to be told Wild flowers grew beneath the trees For a young maidens eyes to behold Who crept through undergrowth bold. Silent the voice that spoke in her mind Visions took over and had told her so Imagination was never very hard to find Where the rhythm of breeze`s shall blow A childs fantasy has much room to grow. She answers her images within herself Completely lost in her world of dreams Faeries goblins, and that of a wood elf Yet silence pravails to high extreme`s But within play it is more that it seems.  > ----- Solar Power The young sun is a child no more, instead He has learned his craft in spring, and now Rising early he calls us all from comfy bed To share as much together as time will allow Hoping he has learned what he needs to know. He has four cousins they are the winds Who he uses in the lessons taught by time. When they blow we bless or curse, or remind That the sun has at last reached its prime. We must be careful to watch each daily climb. For those that are foolish and ignore each ray Will soon find out what sun block means, See those lumps appear and they rue the day They exposed themselves to solar schemes And a surgeon's knife destroys their dreams.  ----- Twilight Thoughts As twilight begins to dim the evening sky You hear the birds giving their final calls. The wind in the trees echoes daytime's sigh Seeing shadows lengthen as suns light falls And the sun disappears down blackened walls Finally the sun sets and daylight is gone. And daytime scenes disappear with the light Sentient familiars standing, waiting the dawn As references change to become those of night Then tactile senses replace those of sight. The coldness of midwinter is with us now And the lack of leaves on some trees is seen. In sixty days winter will have to take a bow Then the new colour will be shades of green Along with others as spring creates her scene.  ----- Zilch Again I had such dreams now they are gone Now gentle reader that journey has ended. Mute will be my muse she has withdrawn Too cruel was my wit and I have offended A future of promise is now suspended. Someone from the past emerged once again After that I feel I have been cast aside Now all of my plans I can throw down the drain Not because once again to him she is tied But because now all emotion is being denied.  back to list |
Divena CollinsEnchanted dreams beheld loves emotion Enhanced within a magical morning mist Touches them true with love and devotion Passions new found they could not resist Of mystical moments as they both kissed. Love shines like stardust within their eyes The burning desires of passions that flow It is this both lovers shall never disguise They shall only allow this ecstacy to grow Knowing that desires shall reach a plateau. Enchanted dreams shall forever show true Restlessly desirous voluptuous pleasure Of feelings they shall never misconstrue The passions of love they cannot measure Remaining close together shall treasure.  Daphne and Apollo - John Waterhouse ----- Death of a Computer Do you recall me or are you so proud That you cannot look death in the face Nor speak to a ghost within a shroud Why is it that I am now out of place That you can no longer me embrace. Maybe you cannot see or hear my voice For I shall only be a night vision to you Within a dream that shall fade by choice Dreams of the living scattered askew When memories remain all but a few Did you not feal the warmth of my breath Of a gentle breeze that drifted your way What was in life it shall be within death By night shall be dark but never by day I shall return to my saviour hidden away. Here I shall stay in my darkened tomb Until a new full moon becomes bright I shall then return from a sacred womb For then only shall the timing be right From out of the darkness into the light. It is then I shall seek my own true love To be close by his side for an eternity It is written in the scripture high above When the dead recovered their sanity They shall return love with no depravity.  ----- Destiny Nil My faith in humanity has been destroyed From this day on I no longer shall exist My life and love I had once employed Much anguish could not be dismissed From hurt and pain thro` tears of mist. How could this have happened to me I thought I had earned lifes blessing I was so happy in love and trouble free With everything I yearned progressing Only to end within sadness depressing. There is no joy no promise to forgive Have arrived here many times before All I ever wanted was love and to live Fate found a way to return once more A love that once was shall ne-er restore. ----- Go With The Flow I feel the gentle flow of love for you When I close my eyes I feel your kiss It is then I finger my guitar like I do I gently pluck a melody of lovers bliss To howl at the moon shall not go amiss. Emotions of love thro`sweet music is real For deeply within reveals a rhythmic flow That only a musician and a lover can feel So come my beloved let this loving grow Let me play you the only way that I know.  ----- Gift Of Man He`s a pillar of strength sometimes weak Within reason he follow`s good intentions Of what he is about to perceive or seek And keeps to himself this new adaption Until he is certain, he shall never mention. A man stands proud in all he achieves Knowing his actions are within his right But if he fails within himself he grieves Miserably he feels he has lost the fight And to drink is his only pleasure in sight. He loves with a passion that shall fulfil A beautiful woman who turns his head He shall master her love with all his skill A man is a man and lust has to be fed His natural instinct shall lure her to bed. All that he yearns is to give true love His passion of desire since time began It is written within his prophesy above He shall love her avidly all that he can For such it shall be the gifts of a man.  ----- Green Fields I listened to his words of poetic stance Words that he whispered of love divine It was then he said would I like to dance But he trod on my toes the rotten swine He had just then ruined a perfect chance. He took me upon a boat afloat on a lake Serenity was there `til the boat he rocked Good job it was me that was wide awake He lost the oar I would rather have walked Be glad when the blasted thing is docked. But dont get me wrong for I love him true When he`s not occupied reading his book There was never a dull moment hitherto But there`s things I just cannot overlook His book from the library was now overdue. Bed was a prime time place to make love Now all I am hearing is a rhythmic snore Romance is the moon and the stars above But I know he has heard this all before He now has his bed made up on the floor. A time to make love within green fields Past is gone we shall love for tomorrow For fruits of togetherness forever yields And forever says fare thee well to sorrow Once upon green fields our love shall follow.  ----- Life After Death The treasured times we both have had Shall be locked within my heart forever Such happy moments sometimes sad But we weathered the storms together Knowing love shall not destroy us ever. Memories that linger within loves heart Shall remain within our pleasures anew And when time comes when we depart It shall be love that shall see us through What we thought then had all come true. What we had shall be with us no more But sweet memories shall always stay Words of love shall open deaths door There shall be no words of love to say Tho' our spirits shall linger another way. A new dawn shall shine through a cloud This new awakening from dark unto light Spirits arise from their perished shroud No more in bleakness and out of sight But 'neath a moons beam shining bright.  ----- Love Created I see only the mist that covers my eye Of a morning dew that flows a sad tear So sad is the heart that makes me cry Where is the lover that held me so near I crave for his love and cherish him dear. I know one day soon he will love me true To gather me close like he did before Since then it was but our love that grew Each time we met it was he that I adore And all we ever did was to love some more. Come to me my love when the time is right I shall be waiting here with joy in my heart Just to be with you again thro` out the night This love we have should never to be apart Hearts have been blessed by cupids dart.  ----- Kings Hawk Revenge were the words of Genghis Khan An eye for an eye his Highness proclaimed For I am after all a most reasonable man His hawk attached to his wrist remained Alert and protective loyalty unrestrained. It came to pass when the earth was parched The burning sun had shrunk the dry ground Up and down mountains the King marched To prove to his subjects the earth was round But dry was his throat with no water abound. He sat by the bank with his chalice ready For at last he had found a still water hole But he had not held his chalice steady And his hawks wings capsized the bowl Woe betide the hawk as a careless soul. This had occured twice more of the same Revenge were the words of a thirsty King The hawk was killed with bitter shame From his sword he took a final fatal swing And severed the hawk down upon the wing. He climbed once more the highest mountain To search in vain for another water source Until he came to a mirage of a fountain Which was never really as true of course By now his throat was parched and hoarse. Therein the water he found a dead snake Which beknown to his loyal hawk as lethal Who had tried to halt his masters intake 'Twas proof of his hawks loyal betrothal. An eye for an eye was his destined call. Be not forgotten the hand that feeds him For a creatures loyalty rewards you true Thou shalt not destroy him at your whim For all he was doing was protecting you Upon priority of his high security view.  "Heather Dale - Hunter" ----- Plaisir D'Amour You ask no more than what I feel inside Sweet the passions of a true love divine This warming glow that love shall provide To sample the sweetness of lovers wine As love misted eyes reveal all the signs. I feel you much closer that I did before For time has only enhanced deep therein Within this passion it is you that I adore Ignoring the signs would be a mortal sin Everlasting love shall not end but begin. What is meant to be shall be but strong The strength of our love shall pull through Nothing on earth is to say this was wrong For you and I know that this feeling is true We shall treasure each other as lovers do.  ----- Poverty This night of howling winds that rest by day Which may cease the blessed power of light That may be proven for reasons to dismay So those that pray shall perhaps be alright For they are blessed with gifts of foresight. Bills of fuel crammed thro`a letter box door But more or less the final cost can be cruel A duel at a court house devours much more That bore a big hole from accounts for fuel. And all thy shalt nurture is a bowl of gruel. Come forth the reason for daylight saving Just craving for existance for all it is worth Let belts be tightened thro`rapid fading Upgrading your loss for providers rebirth Thy shalt never need to relieve a tight girth.  ----- Purely Temptation She purrs like a cat on a long pile rug Awaiting lanquishly to tempt her prey Eyes so blurred from a fertility drug She the temptress that slumbers by day Awaits the night she shall have her way. Her victim to be shall be so unaware What she has in store for his pleasure But rest assure she will be right there With a fate of ecstasy he shall treasure His fantasy shall be of no half measure. Lustily she awaits to ravish his charms When a full moon shines love awakens Cats will be cats and can do much harm If his masculine feelings are forsaken It is she who has teased shall be taken.  ----- Spirits of the Lake I do not know what fate awaits me Through the mists of a boating lake For love is blind and I cannot see So lost in a dream I dare not wake. I cannot swim for a lifetimes sake. Why was I present in the first place Never have I walked within my sleep Nor had I any real need to embrace Those dark misty waters of the deep When I was so warm in bed in a heap. Was it spirits arisen from the past To inform me this lifetime was over And I was to meet my maker at last I who arose from a pillow of clover Embraced again by my spirit lover. I knew then what fate would await me Through the mist of time upon that lake Love was blind but now I did foresee Lost in a dream yet so widely awake For spiritual hearts shall never break.  ----- Stop The World Ashamed to be part of the human race Stop the World for it is time to depart No more do I need a life time to face The trials and hurt of a broken heart Sorrow was with me to play the part. I thought I had found a love so true But in my sleep It was only my dreams For loving was meant for a chosen few That played a part of their high esteems Which never had been for me it seems. Time has now erased loves feelings inside For me it never had any reason to grow Stop the World while I still have my pride I have a need to get off thus I do know For my love deep within has been denied.  ----- True Fantasy I percieve when this planet had first spun Clear yet deep within my memories eye The various countries placed one by one For I watched from the mists thro`the sky Of lands and seas and of mountains high, Vast oceans of blue and mountains green How beautiful this planet was going to be The creator envisioned a perfect scene From a masterful dreamland of fantasy There was nothing like it within the galaxy. Of various breeds within land and the sea Wild the beasts had taken over this land To roam this new wilderness wild and free Dinosaurs and mammoths, were planned Centuries before this planet was manned. Down came heavens within torrents of floods And changed the sea and landscape anew An ark was constructed to save their brood For the Animals to alight upon two by two Thought to be fantasy that I knew was true. Through the good and bad times long past That I watched from the mists thro` the sky It was time for me to be reborne at last To return with the angels upon wings to fly If this be a dream then asleep shall go I.  back to list |
Lorainne DafneyIn fields of gold below the sky bees live and work in harmony pollinating crops when they fly thanks to their generosity come celebrate each days bounty. back to list |
Jem FarmerIt is sugar and spice that makes her nice, So says the rhyme from nursery school days, No mention is made of the eyes of ice, And impish smiles as her mischief she plays, What makes the girl who thrives in boyish ways? Perhaps the sugar-coated puppy tails Fell in whilst stirring the DNA pot Soft lace and ribbons and painted finger nails While she tinkers with bikes and greasy grot The girl of all things nice - oh no I'm not!  ----- To a Ghost of a Rose Another time and place we said 'I do', The word love meant forever you and me, Eternal destiny came into view, Only in my arms could you ever be, Only in your kiss could I fly so free. A promise made and shared throughout all time, Yet we knew the coming of pain and strife, And all too soon another ritual rhyme, My pathway home is the journey of life, Until the day I see my darling wife. ----- Welcome Surprise Here in the middle of every day, A peace between the frying bacon strips, And eggs that are cooked the sunny way, The brief thought into the heart gently slips, While sprit dreams surge through fingertips. The power of light needs no standing stone, Nor gathering of crowds to call it true, The candle flame burning brightly alone, While sparrows frolic in the morning dew, Before the golden skies return to blue. And near the roses sings a speckled thrush, Rejoicing in the early morning sun The perfect song to break the dawn rise hush, A surprise twitch that's simply chanced upon Brief moments as nature can't be outdone.  back to list |
Leny RooversAs cruel hands pull out your beating heart, its arteries no longer bear your blood. Your body crumples when your soul must part- another life is smothered in its bud. All red is rinsed away in heaven’s flood. Once you stood proud, your arms embraced the world, but envious eyes shot poisoned darts your way; your strength grew weaker as more bombs were hurled and it was clear you wouldn’t see the day. Why does the end of love sets off to betray? An empty shell raises his arms up high, it all began when death turned black our sky. ----- Touching Grey covers of fat clouds obscure the Sun, his rays of light and warmth can't reach my land, while days get shorter since summer's brief run. In long winter months his touch has been banned, I miss his comfort and caressing hand. A small strip of light for just a few hours, is all the solace now left for my soul; there is no pleasure from spring's bright flowers as they lay dormant, in seasons' control, awaiting their key to play a new role. For four long months these stifling blankets shroud Sun's face- his warm embrace is not allowed. ----- Watching There is a silent watcher in my mind, investigating every wisp of thought. Among the bits and pieces that he finds are faded threads of dreams, no longer sought- once brought to light, they vanish into naught. As breath flows in, my chest expands with air; each cavity is filled with living force while outward sighs give birth to silent prayer. I am connected to my inner source, In deep surrender I now trust Thy course. Enveloped by clear consciousness I rest, in confidence I'll one day pass Thy test. ----- Winter Birds Amidst red finches and blue tits, my solitary robin waits; capped bramblings search for favoured bits, greenfinches scurry with their mates as friend blue jay samples spilt dates. Bold jackdaws chase green parakeets, swinging from long peanut chains; newcomers in our cities’ streets, they’ve taken over parks and plains- competing now with beaks and brains. My lonely robin still awaits sweet reuniting with its mate. All summer long they were a pair, yet wintertime they cannot share. back to list |
Dinah SerritelliI smile at the images that fill my head Sitting comfy cozy in my favorite chair, Through my memory maze I softly tread My mind roaming from here to there Shuffling around with nary a care I’ll keep the good…discard the bad Shred the thoughts that made me cry Living with regrets is just way to sad Better to leave the sleeping dogs lie, Why? I’d rather be happy…that’s why. back to list |
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