June 17, 2012 at 3:11 pm (Rubens, Scarriet Editors)
Are you a poet? Can your words make people cry?
It all depends on your family:
They are alive and they annoy,
Or you love them, and they die.
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The Old Man said,
June 20, 2012 at 4:52 am
Nein, aber du bist ein Dichter.
thomasbrady said,
June 27, 2012 at 3:46 pm
Ja, ich bin der Mann!