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could be heard "All men are created equal", I heard him say But I doubted it on this day For the past week, month, and year We were forced to run, to fear How could there be equality in the land While hate has ruled with iron hand? Thank You Sir for this nice participation hope to see more and more my Regards Moon Well we can not call it a poem
Every dream kept with a prayer Thank You Sir for this nice participation hope to see more and more my Regards Moon i agree with 8amar we can't consider it as a poem but niiiiice words thnxxx

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Words to remember for a while: Girls are like apples on trees.

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----------- In Time Of Need Sitting here all alone, No one around every one gone
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I found myself having the blues
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Every whisper that my heart makes seems to be screaming your name, and when you're by my side I feel so much more alive
But another day has gone by and I'm still lying there

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they say its really such a shame.

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So no matter the pain and no matter the strife
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It is sweet Jesus can't you see, He is trying to get through to me
اعا يالعمر ياللي كضيته دموع ... قصيدة حلوة
because there is neither Ryhme nor Rythm here even though all what is mentioned out there is true and Boys at last should seek for the good girls who are in fact like " apples at the top of the tree"
So the apples at the top think that there is something wrong with them, when in reality, they are amazing
----------------- This Promise Is True you showed me the way the way that no one else could when you wishper my name I new that I should I wish you would tell me the hurt you are going through but even if you dont no matter what I'll always be here for you! No where to go, nothing to do -------------- The Poem Of Like On the dreadful day of March 30, 2001 I would finally realize fate One saw myself get closer to the sun At that point of time there was not one ounce of hate All I could think about was love Then I close my eyes, And visualize the man above All the sudden all I could hear were the cries Were they Angels? Boys don't want to reach for the good ones because they're afraid of falling and getting hurt

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