Mar 26, 2005 22:55
Written in a dark room on a Saturday night...
These quiet nights I love,
and hold onto so tight,
looking at her pictures in a drunken state of mind...
away from the noice.
This dark room will see no light,
only a faint glimmer from her smile...and I'm complete.
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i wish i could write poems and songs, pah no fair
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i thought me mate had logged out of lj but obiviously he hadn't
giggles and blushes
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