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I am so mad but yet sad. Because I keep thinking of the times we had. I never felt like this for anyone before.
I guess I was just your fucking whore. You told me how you felt. And I fell to peices.

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On Sunday November 14th, 2004, Lynaes (1121) writes:

there does need to be so much more.. you say you're mad.. you're sad.. express WHY you feel those things. How they make you feel physically, emotionally.. this is like a skeleton.. it's up to you to put the flesh on it.

On Sunday November 14th, 2004, Lynaes (1121) writes:

there's just limitless potential in your words, don't let yourself fall shorter than what you can poetically achieve.

On Sunday November 14th, 2004, Butterfly (122) writes:

"I guess I was just your fucking whore" Powerful...But I must agree with loserland...It needs more.

On Sunday November 14th, 2004, Loserland (134) writes:

not bad really....i just..i dunno..need MORE!

On Sunday November 14th, 2004, Savannah (285) writes:

I feel for you, truly I do

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