The Tale Of Rising Interest and Selling Stocks Off AnywayA Poem by Clarisse NanoitI had you wrapped around my finger, calling day after day. I had a slight interest, but I was mostly interested in being interesting to someone. Eventually, I saw your true colors, and I fell absolutely head-over-heels. By then, you weren't feeling it anymore, and now I'm here pining after you... alone and with no one interested. © 2008 Clarisse NanoitFeatured Review
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2 Reviews Added on November 3, 2008 Last Updated on November 16, 2008 AuthorClarisse NanoitGAAboutBy clicking on the link above, you can play a vocabulary game, and for every question you get right, sponsoring businesses donate enough money for 100 grains of rice to feed hungry people across the.. more..Writing
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