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I sat with my *** I had so carefully Slab-rolled And I decided it was Too plain So I used the Elvish you taught me To etch In My Name. I didn't have The sweetbeautiful Calligraphic guide You made Just for me So I wrote what I knew Your name The arches and lines and dots Oh so familiar from Countless notes in this Fictional language Your language of love. I sent the words out into space Asking how to make a 'v' And after I asked I realized What I almost had written In this triangular *** My name Your name Love. I felt Just like a 4th grader Doodling in the margins Of her notebook the name of that Elusive 6th grade crush That darling so far away I felt Stupid.
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Oct 28, 2013
Oct 28, 2013 at 4:49 PM UTC
Accident in Elvish
I sat with my *** I had so carefully Slab-rolled And I decided it was Too plain So I used the Elvish you taught me To etch In My Name. I didn't have The sweetbeautiful Calligraphic guide You made Just for me So I wrote what I knew Your name The arches and lines and dots Oh so familiar from Countless notes in this Fictional language Your language of love. I sent the words out into space Asking how to make a 'v' And after I asked I realized What I almost had written In this triangular *** My name Your name Love. I felt Just like a 4th grader Doodling in the margins Of her notebook the name of that Elusive 6th grade crush That darling so far away I felt Stupid.
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Oct 28, 2013
Oct 28, 2013 at 4:49 PM UTC
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