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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 Sunday, May 16, 2004 v

Hmm. I just realised the grp blog has got no archives. Hee...

Ulcers suck. Ulcers on braces suck more.

Sigh, emo girl is here. Sweet sappy country songs, I stil like.
Brad Paisley rocks. He's such a hunk. Sweet hunk. I want to marry him.


~wYLdeFiLLy~ 12:29 am [+]
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