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Oct 2011
You've never changed
And your unfathomable number of wrongs
have never changed intentions.

Do you wish that I in return,
Solicit faithlessness?

So you may feel
As if I'm really not as high as the matured stars,
But a stick in the childish mud,
like you?

Tell me why would I want
To ever change my intentions.
Created this in 'Adopt a Metaphor'.
It really isn't as hard as it seems if you pair yourself up with a goodie.
Very useful and fun, a great idea!
Regan Troop
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Regan Troop
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