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You looked at me
With happy eyes.
You cracked a smile,
That could never die.

The music released you
As well, it did me.
So many in the room,
You're the only one I see.

Seeing you stand so free,
So innocent, and so pure.
Your worries are escapable,
No doubts; you seem so sure.

Nothing left to be said
Your music speaks it all.
Turning my back;not an option.
I'm here, if ever your dreams fall.

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The following comments are for "Talent Show"
by reign

that is the best poem ive ever read of urs amanda, thanks for bein here for me as of late.

( Posted by: DEMONeyesBLUE [Member] On: May 27, 2004 )

as of late?
Thank you, Tom, that means a lot, and I hope you aren't only saying that because this poem is about you?! But I am quite confused..."as of late"?? Yeah I am here, ALWAYS, so what does that mean? You know me, I am pretty much always me out here...and don't forget about me in the summer!

( Posted by: reign [Member] On: May 28, 2004 )

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