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Aug 2013
I Dream them....
live them...
I breath them...
For love is all around me..
Even in the fear...
Even in the hate...
love is what I hear..
Call me naive..
Cuz Ive never wrote a love poem
I've only breathed
life into a pen...
That created some thing
Heavenly
inspiration from within
Even if you
can't beleive me...
you will read me...
and know love..
exhale a deeper
meaning..
Cuz theres nothing deeper
then this bottomless pit
That all these lovers
Aimlessly fall in....
Written by
Quentin Briscoe
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