one last poem with what you say is a talent
i think it's the crushing burden...zues' malent
good times for good poems bad times for bad
i wish i could kiss you it makes me so sad
tearsdrops are to rain as sadness to my life
i'm the lone star ranger
lone the key word
to think i have friends would be obserd
if you care that i write poems great for
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but i got the art talent..only sometimes though and when im not with shawna..the evil whore. hehe <3
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you're too awesome for words andy. we still on for an ice cream eatting contest? :)
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A: The existence of ashes, and doorknobs, and windowpanes. Chaos and poetry come along, too.
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