Sunday, January 6, 2013

BLOOD WAS ON SHEET

"Pain was you was me was him the guilt of chewing polluted words...naked lies" So very true, I once heard someone say that if we love others we will never find happiness here on earth, for how can we be happy when our brother suffers, pain, hunger, abuse, etc. I sense your sensitivity and connectedness to all life and energy.- LightH2O

A good poem you wrote here- RonaldLearner

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