Posts: 352
From: Pamplona
Registered: Aug 2004

posted January 10, 2005 11:48 PM         

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I followed for a while a man talking out loud to nobody in particular
And I told Nobody in Particular
"Why don't you come around anymore?"
Throw pebbles at my window,
surely I would come down and speak with you a while
But he said he was tired of our love
he said I'd called out to him too often
He said he'd grown tired of my love
I tore away from his soft words and walked my stalker home
I tore away from his cruel words
and spit out my own, bitter ones
"Why don't you come around and throw stones at my gates? Surely, I would not open them"

But he only said he'd grown tired of my language.

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From: the stars
Registered: Jun 2004

posted January 11, 2005 01:46 PM         

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Very good. And interesting, whiterabbit.

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From: Heiskell, TN 37754
Registered: Dec 2004

posted January 12, 2005 01:32 PM         

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oooo..i like....xx

Kt

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love is not love which alters when it alteration finds, or bends with the remover to remove.
William Shakespeare

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From: Australia
Registered: Sep 2004

posted January 31, 2005 06:03 AM         

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