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What It Means
Contributed by
poetic_tragedy
on
Tuesday, 11th February 2003 @ 03:40:00 AM in AEST
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What it means to be in love:
When your hands go shaky
And you can hardly breathe
When you can't think of things to say
And he takes over all your dreams
What it means to hate someone:
When you see them your eyesight goes red
And wish that they would fall
Right on their face
And you wish a squirrel would maul them
Or have them disappear without a trace
Whether you love or hate
It's not that different
You have to know
How to vent
Write a poem, story or song
Play a game
Take a bubble bath
Or make a change
I reccomend all of the above
Just don't wish a squirrel on anyone
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Re: What It Means
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by Arwen on
Tuesday, 11th February 2003 @ 04:26:52 AM AEST
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| woooo~ooooo Loveleeeee poem there! u have an excellent way of expressing yourself. Wish I could too...looking forward to reading more of ur stuff :)) |
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Re: What It Means
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by bobotheclown on
Friday, 14th February 2003 @ 08:02:02 PM AEST
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This was interesting I enjoyed it. Plz pm me here and tell me the story. Ne thing with a squirrel is funny lol :p
Bobo (Joel) |
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Re: What It Means
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by Jeff_Scott_Morehead on
Sunday, 2nd March 2003 @ 01:05:09 PM AEST
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SOUNDS LIKE THERE IS A GOOD STORY BEHIND THIS ONE.
HOW LONG AGO DID YOU WRITE THIS?
JEFF |
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Re: What It Means
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by poetic_tragedy on
Sunday, 2nd March 2003 @ 04:25:53 PM AEST
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| In sixth grade my boyfriend dumped me and him and everyone else in our class tormented me for the entire year by doing things such as glueing my pencil to the floor and stealing my hat, a bunch of stupid ***** like that. My boyfriend is actually the only one who ever apologized for that year. I haven't spoke to anyone from that class since that year. |
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