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My Poem:
Name: Weakness
I slip, I trip,
I stumble, I studder.
My emotions run wild
While my heart is set free.
The wilderness calls me,
But yet I am tamed.
I cry, I laugh,
I sin, I forgive.
The future is ourz,
Cause I will fight 4 u,
B/c this is the way I luv u.

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Whoaa its magic

Report | 12/06/2005 9:10 pm

Whoaa its magic

Heyy!!! wooo whats up!!

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the best kind of kiss is the
unexpected, unplanned ones--
you know, the ones that come naturally
* like in the middle of a sentence *