My Rueful Lover

Jun 14, 2005 19:04


My brain builds memories of me and you
while my heart fills with love.
But the other things that you do
makes it impossible for the red to wash away the blue

subjectivity rises with every word you speak
Happiness is a stampede
but that is exactly how i become weak

I yearn for your true love
but you have words of wonder
I feel as if you are heaven sent
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Ello. helloiamjim June 15 2005, 17:35:45 UTC
This is the Nikkie I know, right?

Wilson Stock Game Nikkie? o_0

If it is [and, if it isn't, actually] Beautiful poem. Did you write it?

P.S.
This is Wilson Stock Game Jim - add me, if you'd like. =]

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Re: Ello. xx_succubus_xx June 15 2005, 18:29:25 UTC
HAMEZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ OF course i'll add u. i wuv youuuuuuuu

thankx for the compliment :)

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