My days are comprised of a magic which i don't understand. If it was a drug, a chemical induced magic resulting in these feelings of love and the uncontrolled chaos of harmony with the world, i would know. but there are no drugs, and still the ecstasy takes hold. i've always thrown responsibility to the wind and it's always boomeranged back and cut
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You are a great free verse/prose poet, too.
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and thank you.
now let's talk about you. write me on facebook.
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so do you (deserve it all).
and so do i (love you).
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