Riddle
by phenom Dec 11, 2006
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Riddle me love..riddle me hate..riddle me the sun..riddle me the rain..riddle me pain..riddle me youre soul riddle me youre dreams-riddle me the sound of tortured screams-riddle me a riddle riddle it small n little.Let it b heard throught the world -let it be shared let it be served |
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17 years ago
I like this one... but what is the answer to the riddle.. I couldn't figure that out.... is it a nightmare or like a demon or something? Good poem though 5/5
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17 years ago
by Roxy
This poem has its own way of saying something, its a riddle its self cause sometimes people might not be able to figure out what it means.
But i love it its funky and really sweet in its own way...
xx Roxy.. xx
