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Really bad poetry...
Ok...
Still can't think of anything to write...
My heart a conjumbled mess
I write from inside
I tell only the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth
All seven I love
But I can only have one
Who should I choose?
Two are younger,
Two are older,
Three the same age.
One, a childhood friend I have not seen
Another, I have loved for a while
Another, one who I think used to like me
Another, our parents know eachother
Another, my friend is going out with
Another, I found and we talk alot now
Another, most of my friends like
Who should I choose?
That is a poem idea that's been floating around my head for a while now, and I just wanted to share that...
Ok...
Glack...so tired...
Yes I know ack is not cussing but glack is cooler...plus I invented it.
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