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To Love a PoetI loved her with words.To Love a Poet
It was oft, and in many ways That I loved her With words
Yet she sought me as a sailor does stars And just as often; Her room, dark, tempted by A sliver of moonlight Is misty by her sighs.
Does she not recognize The deliberate action of my words? O, the heavens would have me harshly judged For the Sundays spent searching For inspiration For the hundredth, milestone letter.
That I am a poet, she must loathe Though I am thankful that her Loathing loves me still.
I cannot deny &nbs
by ~beramonde
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I produce starlight, pee glitter, and poop rainbows.
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Bang Bang.
dont start with me.
you dont want a foot up yo' ass
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Bang Bang.
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And she slurs, "no, no. just one more."
and one turns into four.
the fourth drink instinct is taking over.
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Go to my photogallery at [link]
its beautiful
i wish i could draw like that.
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And she slurs, "no, no. just one more."
and one turns into four.
the fourth drink instinct is taking over.
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yes but... why is the rum gone...?
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