Diane
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Only In DreamsA Poem by DianeSometimes we drift into another world when we sleep where sub-conciously we would love to be... |
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Behind These EyesA Poem by DianeA powerful organ is the eyes..they hold a lifetime of love or loss... |
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The SystemA Poem by DianePeople who are homeless are often there because the system let them down not by choice..but still we look upon them with contempt.Maybe we should put .. |
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TRAPPEDA Poem by DianeThe pills hold her back from the reality of life..she is trapped in her world of darkness |
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