Topic: No title by:Poet who didn't know it
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Thu 12/06/07 04:22 PM
I slog through the fear and loathing of the
fallen shepard.Who has promised to care and look
after me,to love and shelter my broken heart and spirit.
The mending began with hope and dreams rekindled, sprouted
like a brand new seedling.Only to be torn asunder,like a child with its first taste of naughtyness.