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When I left town I stopped waiting for you.
It's over. We're done now, arn't we?
It doesn't matter. I'm not hurt.
I'm not that girl anyway.
When I get back from my adventure
It won't be the same, will it?
It doesn't matter. I don't care.
I never liked you anyway.
It's over. We're done now, arn't we?
It doesn't matter. I'm not hurt.
I'm not that girl anyway.
When I get back from my adventure
It won't be the same, will it?
It doesn't matter. I don't care.
I never liked you anyway.
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I'm feeling down right now, or just tired. Who knows? So, I wrote some really bad, crappy, sappy poetry. The only kind I know how to write. Woot.
Poem by Joy Fields.
Poem by Joy Fields.
© 2006 - 2024 fieldsofjoy
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your inner body also(soul) very beautful