lust? no, love., by Sarina
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If you walk up to the man you love and ask him:
Do you like me?
he says no.
You ask if he thinks you are pretty,
he says no.
you are now getting deppressed.
you ask,
would you spend a day with me?
no again. Then you start to leave.
the man of your dreams grabs your arm and says:
no.i dont like you, i love you.
no. i dont think you are pretty, i think you are beautiful.
And no. i wont spend a day with you, i'll spend my life with
you.
Now just look at this on thoose days you think there is no
hope left.And remember how you felt when you read it. |
Posted: 2007-07-22 23:27:22 UTC |
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2007-07-29 18:47:38 | fallén |
i like this poem , sarina |
2007-08-05 11:33:00 | Lydia |
really good! |