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they say the way to a mans heart is through his stomach, i guess they never met a poet, id take feeling and a fountain pen, feelings soft and vibrant whims, eyes of fire and knowing grins, soft spoken; knowing flames dont end but schnitzel wouldn't hurt either.
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Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 1:21 AM UTC
stars overhead, stars in mind, stars in front though scars behind
they say the way to a mans heart is through his stomach, i guess they never met a poet, id take feeling and a fountain pen, feelings soft and vibrant whims, eyes of fire and knowing grins, soft spoken; knowing flames dont end but schnitzel wouldn't hurt either.
jopo
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Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 1:21 AM UTC
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