emo poetry lolz

Mar 13, 2007 21:22



Forward Walk

Whole me swallows, and up swells despair.Forward walk. Move to, continues time. Work not, will it? Forever this desire. No. But pain, the out spill. Protest. Muscles the until it, into fingers. My plunge. I and stomach my: in pools weight. The sanctuary - a time. First the for room - my. To get to hour an half, takes it ( Read more... )

every mile

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monkeyumbrella March 14 2007, 22:02:43 UTC
Kind of reminds me of Adah!

And if you give me your French homework I'll do it for you XD

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yutaya March 15 2007, 22:50:27 UTC
Yup, Ada is how I wrote it <<;;; I was ranting on the back of a math sheet, I turned it backwards and changed the puntuation. So...it's exactly like Ada. Except hers tend to make more sense. Or at least they aren't riddled with pointless "the"s and dangling modifiers...or whatever.

XP I won't learn anything if you do it for me! I just need to figure it out, somehow.... *pokes* tutor??

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bandit_kid March 17 2007, 02:54:48 UTC
Hey there. Just another time when it stinks to be so many miles apart. But I will be seeing you.

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