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It's Ecstay
Contributed by
Alliee
on
Thursday, 20th October 2005 @ 09:54:50 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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Love is the color of tear drops upon a
bright red rose.
It sounds like a lovely beat from within a
lonely heart.
It tastes like teardrops upon your lip, from
a happy cry.
And smells like a delicious sticky bun, fresh
from the bakers brick oven.
Love looks like a toddler eating a peanut-
butter and jelly sandwich, attempting to
loosen its sticky grip, but fails.
It makes you feel the bittersweet effects
of its ecstasy
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Alliee
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2005-10-20 21:54:50]
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Re: It's Ecstay
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by twobabies on
Thursday, 20th October 2005 @ 10:01:06 PM AEST
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| This is a great way to look at love but right now i really hate love, but comparing it to everything was really good and I liked it so bravo. thanks for sharing |
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