"...on a whim..."
in a lost moment
does such a chance even exist?
rambling thoughts
parading through the mind,
of a confused...individual
a dreamer...
lost in yesterday
when romance wasn't found in books
determination
lust stumbles into infatuation
as connections are made
a satire
as we dance
stars of a comedic-tragedy
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Written May 25th, 2004
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Wow....gorgeous stuff! I'm speechless...all I can think to say is...MORE MORE MORE! hehe
Love and light,
Jenna -
The romancing of the word, our dangled breath hanging from our lips and blasting out the windows. This piece kept our minds intact with the flow of letters and left us wishing for more. We shall not waste your time with too many words, but will say that we left this poem satisified and with joy. Excellent work.
your friends,
Jaunty pill and Slaughter
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this is great, dom... i love it... sorry we haven't talked lately, but you probably know what's going on... maybe i'll get to talk to you soon... i talked to jessie today...
well, i'll ttyl... loves~ Sierra
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i may listen
to your heart's whispering
but it seems i do
not quite understand
altho i would say
love is lust
purified.
um, right. i know what i mean
i like this. it's mysterious and yet i can see there's a meaning behind it. if only i were smart - and awake - enough to decipher what it was 
nice write.
Rock On!
~Tal~
oh, and by the way, in case you're interested, i've finally managed to put 'masochism romanticised' into a poem. "The Heart's Mind"
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