anotheruntitled's encore.<3
A Poem by wicked.wanderer
xx.
he still races to send her words
but he doesn't aim for smiles.
she still holds her breath so tense,
but it's reaction to his guile.
they fight and type with tooth and keystrokes
like they're earning winner's gold.
they can't kiss and tell, not that they would,
but this won't be getting old.
they can't say it's happiness,
but they can say it's nice.
friends or not, they'll still type
through thick and thin and fights.
© 2008 wicked.wanderer
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it's been a bit since the last time you've written something
or maybe it's just my computer being retarded and thinking that the big lettered she's got
Posted 16 Years Ago
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Added on November 2, 2008
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wicked.wandererBrush Prairie, WA
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I walk as far as they need.
vegetarian.
Really hit the wall.
Cockamamie psyche
Doodle
Do.
Never look back until the voices and faces don't seem to match.
Chat me up: Email - sweetmockery@.. more..
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