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By Jane Doe Date: 2010 Sep 09 Comment on this Work [[2010.09.09.14.30.16144]] |
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so uhhmmmm.... can i jusz say, i mean write my words down ... "i do love you baby", and am sorry about that (disturbing your mind ... am kinda good at that) "and me always misjudge you, and me sincerely sorry about tat, too." (of things, of words, of people ... they sorta mess up in my head). So they say ... you don't deserve me. I deserve more. Better. I'm a fairy. A black one (from time to time). I deserve to be loved, too. Even by you. They say, you are selfish and incapable. You deserve to be loved, too. Even by me. How do we fathom love. The deserving becomes too proud. The undeserving gets trap in a wheel of misfortune. But since it is magic. How do we explain how we fell. And found each other, So why not. Why can't it be. Opposite polls do. Fall in love. |