So Theres This Boy...
So Theres This Boy
So theres this boy
and he kinda stole my heart
he gave it back broken a few times
but then he took it back and fixed it
he took it again three months ago
and hasnt gave it back since
So Theres This Boy...
So Theres This Boy
So theres this boy
and he kinda stole my heart
he gave it back broken a few times
but then he took it back and fixed it
he took it again three months ago
and hasnt gave it back since
Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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Dont Tell Me If Im Dead | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
Dieing Never Dies | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
Death Is Horrible | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
Grandmom Morgan | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
Death | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
You Cry I Cry | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
In Love? | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
Slowly Dieing | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
My Grandmom Ruth Morgan | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
So Theres This Boy... | 1 | 10/14/2009 |
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