My Gift to You, by Convalescence Subscribe to rss feed for <font color=#FFFFFF>Convalescence</font>

I must say to you, something.
You do have more pow'r than me.
You my friend can judge of these.
More than most, you've the power to read.

So now I say, since my secret you know,
my face to you I can never show.
My poetry is of me, all you'll know.
Use your gift, of which now you know.
Posted: 2010-04-27 20:46:17 UTC

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