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Senses of things to come,
A lasting sense of time,
A sense that something will happen,
This unusual sense is mine.
A sense of everlasting love,
A sense not yet developed,
A sense of something yet to come,
A sense that someones not who they are,
Or what they claim to be,
A sense of right and wrong,
This unusual sense is mine.
And mine alone.
- by drake keldon |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 08/19/2009 |
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- Title: senses
- Artist: drake keldon
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- Date: 08/19/2009
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- Tabz-x - 08/27/2009
- I really like this, it's well written, you did a good job on this poem. 5/5 stars. =]
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