Untitled Poem by Dominica Wolf

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With A Bow Around My Wrist,
I Lay In The Grass,
Amongst The Mist.
Drifting.
Just Drifting Admist,
All The Sorrow.
I Just Wish You'd Smile.
With A Smile Here and Tomarrow.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tyler George 15 January 2009

my god thats beautiful

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Kimberly Strothman Anderson 26 February 2006

This poem is thoughtful

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