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Post by BlackWidow on Oct 24, 2004 5:57:32 GMT -5
Knowing when to quit the game,seeing bruises for the time Love comes around,then it leaves,a shadow in my mind
I must have a frozen heart,iced over from last call No more will I set my love,in places it may fall
I am me and cannot be,of different,mind heart or soul My meaning in the truth I speak,is of total self control
Suffer girl,within your world,alone forever more But falter true,when love is due,it's game I will ignore
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Post by Mr. Hendrickson™ on Nov 1, 2004 23:40:22 GMT -5
Yes finally something that I feel scorns a woman for doing something bad. I like this poem it has AWESOME flow!
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Post by BlackWidow on Nov 2, 2004 8:19:06 GMT -5
Scorned lol but not the ice queen just yet.I dont stay angry too long but the hurt sometimes can linger longer than it needs to.
Wrapped you liked!
Widow
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Post by Mr. Hendrickson™ on Nov 2, 2004 12:02:31 GMT -5
It is quite hard to stay angry at anything ebcause there is so much that can lift a spirit. But the hurt yes does linger sometimes for years but you can always build on that and make yourself a better person.
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