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megan-b
megan-b
American
it is a REGAL RHAPSODY to my EAR to hear that you'll be GIVEN SEVEN years for what you did to me while you AIM your prison darts at my face tremoring with hate eating POTATO in a TUBE I'll be YAWNING in an OUTFIELD somewhere doing YOGA and JUDO in the sun I, hardly concealing my GLEE will vacate this EXECUTIVE state the commonwealth of massachusetts
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Nov 7, 2013
Nov 7, 2013 at 2:00 PM UTC
scratch ticket poem
When I say "I love you", what I mean is: you are the light to my dark, the hot to my cold, the day to my night. When I say "you complete me", what I mean is: you fill up my senses, your essence is poured into my every void. When I say "you are my rock", what I mean is: you are my ballast, my anchor in a turbulent sea. When I give you a kiss, my darling, what I mean is quite simply, "you are everything to me".
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Nov 7, 2013
Nov 7, 2013 at 1:40 PM UTC
an anniversary poem