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theres not much to know about me. sad poems naturally come easier to me...no im not depressed. im actually sorta peppy and i love to party! |
Look at these hands,
bound by sin...
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Never let an emotion blind you, because most likely, its trying to blind you for a reason. |
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For passion, like crime, doesn\'t sit well with the sure order and organized placement of everyday life. it welcomes every loosening of the social fabric...for passion sees in such disorder, a vague hope of finding a chance for itself. |
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Its sweet talkers like you that get unexpected girls like me to fall in love and slowly fall apart |