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Where the hell did you go to
with your fancy two dollar words?
What happened to the flaunt-er,
the flirtatious ******* fornicator?
You tempted me with daunting thoughts.
You teased me with your pornographic pics.
Posted HTML induced *******,
leaving my C.P burning for U!

Where the hell did you go to?
you said you were protected.
What happened to your anti-viral software?
I thought it covered all your hardware.
Don't just ignore me, or flood me out...
you have a senseless, sick sense of humor.

You kicked me from your room,
out in the cold of cyberspace.
New address, different text,
but now I've found you!
Hiding behind a new facade.
Yes now I've tracked you down,
don't you know me, can't you see?
It's you that's done this to me.

Barefoot, bowlegged,
and pregnant with you cyber-child!
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 Aug 2010 Jason King
Chris Ott
Some times I wish I’d been born a painter.
I could take some red and paint the sunset for you.
I would make it the perfect shade of crimson and orange.
Making the sky almost as beautiful as you.

However, I can not paint,
Nor can I imagine a sunset
As beautiful as you.
 Aug 2010 Jason King
Kelly Lutz
Running out of words
Of ways
To express
To show
Just how much I love you
It's peculiar
To think
That when we met
I never
In a million years
Imagined you falling in love
With someone like me
It's funny
To realize
We've been together so long
And yet when
You kiss me
I still get butterflies
Still not sure
How you can be certain
So if I may
I'll just say
Darling,
I love you

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