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Jan 2011
Never cheats at games,

she screams my name,

she'll seize the day,

I'll feel the pain.

She dreams the same

as she does everything

the most peculiar way.



Wouldn't greet the strange,

she gets her say,

she never pays.

I don't feel so great.

She leaves, not stays,

but, God, she even prays

the most peculiar way.



Why would she ever change...

the most peculiar way?
Kyle Matthew Berry
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