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Post by Alex'z Death Chic on Apr 4, 2004 23:11:24 GMT -5
Dedicated to my whore, Alex. haha. Love ya.
Can I tell you a secret? I promised myself not to tell I’ve told myself to stop But at that time I already fell
Can you promise not to breathe a word Of the thing that I’m about to say? That you won’t tell anyone About what I told you today?
Can you swear to keep your promise And not say a single word Because I don’t want you snitching About something that you heard
Okay, I’ll tell you But again, don’t tell a soul That there’s this guy Who made me fall, who made me whole
Don’t tell anyone… I’m in love…
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Post by bloodredtears on Apr 5, 2004 11:38:35 GMT -5
wonderful piece..i like the simplicity of it, there isn't any part that isn't perfectly explained or succinctly put, those are my favorite type of poems...and i love how you ended it! great job!
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Post by X x K e l Z x X on Apr 5, 2004 19:23:57 GMT -5
This was very sweet, I liked this.
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