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» Poem: facts:
facts:
written by for_future_use42
07:36 PM 4/3/05
every day, i wake up, and my first thought is of you. your so intoxicating, it makes me sick. My parents say i'm in love, and my friends do too, but i don't believe it. Why should i? when we're together, i feel sick, i feel like i shouldn't be anywhere around there, its horrible. you tell me that i am beautiful, and thats s'posed to help, but it doesn't. You never say how smart i am, or what a nice personality i have. Its always physical, like i'm a doll...


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