Sunday, November 2, 2008

Decieving Comforts Comments

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The rain slaps against the windsheild,
Like his hand against my face.
The wipers push the water violently down,
Like his words did to my heart and mind.
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Alyssa Marquardt
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Mary Murphy 11 November 2008

It's poring rain here all day, the perfect mood to read this poem! Great job at this! I loved reading it! Thanks for sharing!

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Alyssa Marquardt

Alyssa Marquardt

eureka california
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