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Poetic Amoure

(nov 14 / Detroit)

Back In The High


Back in the high cause i lost my way, Back in the high find what im doing today.Lost my heart to a big knight, in his shining armor but not impressed, Right.I mean come on we all got someone to love, but for me im just waiting to get above.Pick it up back in the high gotta run fast so i can reach the sky.So i can do what i feel, and not what i think, cause when i see you my face turns pink.But back in my high still stuck in this universe, mom says shield your heart before it gets hurt.

Submitted: Saturday, July 28, 2012
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  • Adeline Foster (2/5/2013 5:07:00 PM)

    Honey, Try using single lines as in convential poetry. You will see how it improves your thought. Read mine!
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