5 years later......anyway heres a poem for you. it's unfinished but whatever.
september.
do you remember those days in september,
when the leaves of the trees turned gold?
at the end of each night, how we both held on tight, and snuggled to keep out the cold.
oh how i remember those nights in september
how we would smother each other in love.
in room lit alabaster, filled with our laughter
the playfulness of your push and my shove
my boyfriend says its not finished yet. i dont think it ever really will be. oh yeah, i'm 23 now.
Monday's child is fair of face.
Tuesday's child is full of grace.
Wednesday's child is loving and giving.
Thursday's child works hard for a living,
Friday's child fears no foe.
Saturday's child has far to go.
And Sunday’s child is bonny and wise in every way.
More about the rhyme: [link]
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No one gets out alive all we can hope for is
when all is said and done more is done than said
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Bokura No Love Style~
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I vow Revenge...Just look at the Flames behind me*POINTS*
[link] <- GO THERE!!!You will die from the AWESOMNESS!!!!!^_^...ENJOY!!!
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~~ Whenever there is a beating, a parting is sure to follow. However, that parting need not last forever. ~~
"TEEEEEN I WANNA COME OVER YOUR HOOOOOOOOOOOOU--ZBZBZBBZBZBZBZBBZBTTTTTTTT"
So happy birthday again!
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Sorry for my good English. i speek engrish delishluslie
When I die, I want to go peacefully like my Grandfather did, in his sleep -- not
screaming, like the passengers in his car.
Member of
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change is good, you go first.
Light travels faster than sound, which is why a person can appear bright, until they open their mouth.
hating me won't make you pretty.
Hope you have a wonderful day & year!
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You can find me here...~zannapics~
Susannah Pelletier in Nashville
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