No FrillsA Poem by Pointblank
ur looks don’t thrill me ur habits are foreign ur words have captured me we can’t stop talking Bout u, bout me Bout nothing in particular u made me feel things I thought had died U say I’m special I know u lie But still I’m hooked Everyday To log on and see what u have 2 say Infatuation or stupidity u tell me Its just weird how we think similarly PB 9-17-08 © 2008 PointblankReviews
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2 Reviews Added on September 17, 2008 AuthorPointblankNCAbout--------------------------------------------------------------------- So much has changed. Even the poems Ive written seem so foreign to me. I've come back to write again and found an emptyness of.. more..Writing
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