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Post by Eve on Apr 11, 2010 16:29:34 GMT -5
Just cus theres alot of emo-ness going on here im going to try to balance it out with some positivity!! Not by me, cus i cant rhyme to save my life but by John Keats! the most awesomest english poet!!
When by my solitary hearth I sit, And hateful thoughts enwrap my soul in gloom; When no fair dreams before my 'mind's eye' flit, And the bare heath of life presents no bloom; Sweet Hope, ethereal balm upon me shed, And wave thy silver pinions o'er my head!
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