A collection of english glyphs arranged into intricately administered verses intended to be processed by your occipital lobe.
Saturday, May 27, 2006
This is a poem Christina gave me. I love this girl.
When I first saw you, I was afraid to talk to you When I first talked to you, I was afraid to like you When I first liked you, I was afraid to love you Now that I love you, I'm afaid to lose you.
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