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| *[2]Nekked* |
 May 21 2004, 02:42 PM
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wrote this a couple years ago..
I look at you and I think about how it must be like To see me with your eyes I wonder how you see me Underneath all the lies The make-up The beauty I work for So hard That I become sore . . . I wonder what you think of me And then what I do . . . Is I wonder if you think of me The way I think of you. Will you love me? Like I love you? Will I like what you see? Or will your sight . . . Finally bring me to my knees? |
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| *Kathleen* |
May 21 2004, 07:07 PM
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Aww. Love bites, does it not?
 Is that about an ex of yours?
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| *NatiMarie* |
May 22 2004, 06:53 PM
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That's really good. Good job!
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