S Poem by christina henry

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Sing me a song that captures everyting
man and beast.

Sing me a song that fills me up
as would a feast.

Sing me a song to free my soul,
a song to make me loose control.

Sing me a song that lasts forever
that cures all ills, and only brings pleasure.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
qwe rty 13 May 2006

i thought the first half of the poem could be better bu tthese lines were just magical 'Sing me a song to free my soul, a song to make me loose control. Sing me a song that lasts forever that cures all ills, and only brings pleasure. '

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