hereA Poem by freelancejousteri wouldn't call it love, not just yet, i wouldn't whisper of it at all for fear of wrecking whatever it is that this is. i don't want to lose this, i'd say that i need it, but then, that has the chance of ruining it, too. can't we just say that i'm in like with this feeling. stay with me. © 2011 freelancejousterFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorfreelancejousterWIAbouti'm a muppet with his secrets revealed. i'm a lost teenager. i'm a rugged adventurer. I'm a bumbling novice. i'm an awkward intellectual. i'm a tear-stained lover. i'm a starving artist. i'm an.. more..Writing
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