A Little Game Called Love, by Shine-On Subscribe to rss feed for Shine-On 

It's everywhere
And no where
It consumes me
Yet makes me

My heart aches
My chest pounds
I fear an end
But stand alive

Without it 
I'm useless
But with it
I'm inoperative

I feel Everything
Know nothing
Need i cradle
My thoughts to sleep
Posted: 2009-01-10 15:56:02 UTC
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2008-12-20 16:31:50Tyler Cedric Golden
an interesting poem indeed and like the way you express yourself though short and sweet regardless it is a good poem...thank you for your previous comment...