I hate you,
Oh for what you are.
That for you, I crave,
And are that which I desire.
That for your warm embrace,
I lust.
And even though so very wrong,
Like smoke, control eludes my grasp.
Innocence is fragile,
And before you, I shatter.
Monday, November 16, 2009
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Ohhhhhhh.
That's all I have to say.
Man, I can't wait to talk to you on skype.
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