Friday, January 1, 2010

Thought

As a river runs deep,
my soul flows away,
becoming lost in your ocean,
concealed at your bay.
Loveing is losing yourself to a soul
No longer one, but half of a whole.
-Onella Lue
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  1. Nelly23January 1, 2010 at 7:07 PM

    This was written i like 3rd form (9th grade) for my current boy friend. Love You Always Honey!

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