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by Misstress   Apr 6, 2005


Holding a cupful of empty hope,
I sit alone in this blurry, cold night.
Wondering where could she be
In this world full of promises.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Tammie

    This, i think i have decided, is my favorite. For such a short poem, you did, exceptionally well. For me, there isn't words good enough to describe this. I love everything about it. Amazing talent you have, i hope to one day live up to you. Keep it up. =] 5/5

  • 19 years ago

    by glenda

    hmmn i wonder when will she come to you...huh!!! the poem made me think...ganda!!!

  • 19 years ago

    by glenda

    love it!!!!!

  • 19 years ago

    by glenda

    ganda!! touched ako!
    nakarelate ako...

  • 19 years ago

    by Gemmie Lou

    well done babe keep writin xxxx

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