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by SoUrNameIsTia Oct 3, 2008 category : Life, society / inspirational
In dreams, your words are finished, life is won, to the extent. A victory, your victory, his idle, his hero. The wish, you held onto, from that shooting star, left you afar... giving up hope. Hold on. "Mother", [whispered] he said, "do not give up mother, i will help for all... that gives trouble." That shooting star, your baby, bestows this new flame of hope, wake up, Make your dreams come true, save that wish and do not give up, Hold on. --All Poems by Tia E Copyrighted
by Michael Verterel
This is a great piece... i like your latest works...