NOT M3

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    NOT M3

    MY FEELINGS MY FEELING
    DO YOU REALLY WANNA KNO WAT IM FEELIN?
    IM SICK TO MY STOMACH     24/7 IM ALWAYS ILLING
    WHEN YOU AND ME WAS 2GETHER YOU GAVE ME THAT ULTIMATE FEELING
    HAHA BUT NOW THE DAYS ARE GONE
    O WELL GOODBYE SO LONG
    THERES ANOTHER ONE OF YOU OUT THERE SO IM SO NOT SICK OF LOVE SONGS 
    IM JUS TIRED OF MALES SAYING THEY NEVER DO WRONG! 

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    miami’s Poems (4)

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    NOT M3 0 09/01/2009
    serious 0 09/01/2009
    Cant believe it 0 10/31/2008
    my love to you 0 10/31/2008
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