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June 26th, 2001, 05:36 AM
#1
Inactive Member
red ink
on post it notes
is all you give to me.
i want letters,
i want novels,
i want poems,
i want you.
but all that you give me
is a blank stare
at a dinner
that i paid for.
or a cold back
when you sleep
in my bed.
so im telling you now
im telling you this
i want letters,
i want novels,
i want poems,
i want you.
but it seems tonight
that you dont want me.
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June 30th, 2001, 03:21 PM
#2
Inactive Member
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July 3rd, 2001, 04:08 AM
#3
Dano
Guest
Hhhmmm... methinks Oz is visiting Dano-land. Been there man.
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July 7th, 2001, 03:59 PM
#4
Inactive Member
Makes me think of someone I am trying to forget....
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