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The late winter months of 2008
till' the first few months of oh nine'
Iknew a certain norwegian boy
that casually I could call mine.
And though ..
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Tom,
Iremember when we first met... Your looks told me that Icould never ever have you. Plainly enough you were the most attractive being Ihad ever l..
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Part 1
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sitting on my couch,
typewriter on her lap.
she makes the dumbest jokes.
though she deserves a clap.
Jokes fly to and fro.
We forget the p..
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written when I was 14 lol I was outraged
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Jasmine benac,
friend of mine.
Precious like gold,
sweet like wine.
Crazy hearted,
day and night,
Sweetly tanned,
but surely white.
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A scratch at the basement door
a dog wimpers, on the floor
Just loud enough for me to hear
So I get up into second gear
Passing the kitchen, p..
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You know my bedrooms such a mss.
I can barely see the floor,
and theres road signs on the walls-
splattered paint all on the door.
And in my lif..
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Its the toast with strawberry jam
that makes my mornings shine,
or no. Maybe its the warm shower
whatever, either are fine.
Its his smile when I..
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You wonder what the point is,
of this messed up crazy world
when the universe turns against you
and you remain the swelling girl...
It has its p..
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