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Halloween is filled with monsters of every sort
Some sweet like princesses
Others mean like Count Dracula
Some want to eat your flesh
Others want to make your wish

What will you be on Halloween night?
Because what you are is what you become
That's what I believe
Posted: 2009-10-31 17:30:28 UTC
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2009-11-07 13:59:40Chuck Shorter
Whatever I represent on Halloween night, It would only be a part of my fantasy. However, only if you have a deep and honest understanding of your inner self, can you assess what you will eventually turn out to be during your active years. For in one's dotage, we have to be happy with our achievements, not depressed about a wasted life. Love the last two lines of yo poem. Makes sense huh? Love Chuck Shorter

2009-11-11 18:20:05~Angela~
ok.um....well,ok.nice.i disagree.but its good.

2009-11-23 03:35:18Moon
Dang! A lot of people comment on my poems. I'll check urs out, Chuck now.

2009-12-06 03:43:22~Angela~
i liked it .check my poems out!