scribble my poetry

May 18, 2004 19:39

Imagine that I adore you.

Imagine that I see you looking at him.

At first, it felt like a room full of people punching me in the chest.

But I've gotten used to it.

And I'm still here.

What does that say about me?

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wishthisover May 18 2004, 19:10:28 UTC
Brian, you are incredible.

One day you're going to make some girl so happy. I'm jealous!

I'm not really going to give up, just put it on the back burner. I know what's meant to be will eventually be.

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unwrittenlaw83 May 18 2004, 19:40:12 UTC
You truly are a believer and so hopeful. Wow, reminds me of the way I used to be.

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anonymous May 19 2004, 03:36:11 UTC
you changed your look... i like it. it suits you. and your poetry is beautiful as usual. spot on. i wish i could meet you.

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anonymous May 21 2004, 12:56:03 UTC
it says your strong

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anonymous May 25 2004, 19:44:31 UTC
definitely felt that everyone in the room punching you thing before and gee it sucks like nothing.

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