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I'd like to write a poem or prose so nice
The ones that ooze with good advice
The types full of wisdom and truth
The ones that can calm and soothe

Or maybe a verse full of wit
That'll make readers go "That's neat!"
But all I can come up with is this lousy thing
About the things I keep wishing

I should come to terms with it
I really can't write for shit
DAMMIT!

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v Thursday, November 27, 2003 v

I'm sick of it just being you and you and you alone. It's your stories of how your life sucks with an evil bitch, but you're always fighting fire with fire. It's about how beautiful you are and how everyone can see that... you you you...
You don't mean it but you do. And I'm always the one saving you, loved by you... it's still always you...


You've hardly been encouraging and you haven't noticed how I've changed.

Well something else to think about yourself and wonderful you


FUCK YOU

~wYLdeFiLLy~ 3:13 pm [+]
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