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Each day / ungently leads / into the night: / a rose unopened / blackened by the coldby venus40 4 lines, on Jun 11 4:31 PM 2007
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Short in sexy or tall in thick. / To prove my point you are the shit, / Nice curve cheeks, with swol thighs, / You are a three pice dinner
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I hate the way I fill / We never speek / And when we do its never for to long / Then you say things that hart / And liveing me wont to c
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I never though dreams come true
Not untill I met you -
Poetry is somthing that comes from the hart
Somthing you fill deep inside -
While I was out
They asked me were I was -
You were always there for me
To listen snd understand me -
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