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aishani. keisha. nat.
a: is cute, but alot more. period. n: the sexy schizophrenic ringleader k: a pikachu like no other

“When I’m good, I’m very good, but when I’m bad, I’m better.” — Mae West.
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Friday, December 25, 2009
But i want to read you all over again

I used to think we were like poetry

Like a million sad songs on Christmas Eve
Those laden words make things hard to breathe
The words, they catch you. They deceive.

Like an irrelevant chemistry
Words collide, combust. Oh artistry!
They devour, match; like you and me

Like rally calls to frigid hearts
Melt; words change to abstract art
They mend the page you tore apart

We were lousy poetry.





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