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 Posted: Mon Oct 12, 2009 5:54 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 12, 2009 6:00 pm
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So look at me, am I staying gee;
can't it be, just you and me?
now you'd do the same,
you'd act as if it were a game,
so why do you think i'm the one who's insane.
really and truthfully I'm really plain,
like the plain white T's,
even though I wish I could say I could play,
but I have a girl waiting for the day,
for us to meet,
as I'll run down the street,
to show her how i'd have her in a greet.
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Posted: Mon Oct 12, 2009 6:04 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 12, 2009 6:16 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 12, 2009 6:29 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 12, 2009 6:48 pm
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kitten254 im holding a black one....my avi and im my room is about 7 fake roses and a bouquet of 8 dryed....... i love roses and not just for the fact thats my middle name... but anyway the poem is glorious!!!
thanx and you are, maybe friend?
i'm a poor and hopeless soul,
thatsgoing nowhere fast,
waiting on next year,
to be so clear,
for who to love,
but thereof,
the day as we all wait,
just don't say what you do after master.
lmfao |
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Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2009 6:04 am
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kitten254 im holding a black one....my avi and im my room is about 7 fake roses and a bouquet of 8 dryed....... i love roses and not just for the fact thats my middle name... but anyway the poem is glorious!!!
I'm holdin' 3 black ones |
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Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2009 2:35 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2009 4:02 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2009 5:36 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 4:10 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 16, 2009 3:06 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 17, 2009 5:02 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 17, 2009 8:42 am
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victorgee89 kitten254 im holding a black one....my avi and im my room is about 7 fake roses and a bouquet of 8 dryed....... i love roses and not just for the fact thats my middle name... but anyway the poem is glorious!!! thanx and you are, maybe friend? i'm a poor and hopeless soul, thatsgoing nowhere fast, waiting on next year, to be so clear, for who to love, but thereof, the day as we all wait, just don't say what you do after master. lmfao
niiiiice.....
look my up on poetry in arena....
i post SOME of my stuff....never all.....
A black rose sits upon a grave,
rustling in the wind,
dryed a crisp,
death.
Upon thine hands,
lift it to touch,
my tear streaked cheek.
Only I know,
who has placed such,
a lovely thing,
upon thine grave...
The soul of,
the boy I,
tore.
that was fast. Don't know where i go inspiration from, but hey.......
hmmmm |
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