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Monday, October 17, 2005


  It's just another Friday night,
thinking about you and me;
I keep writing poetry,
about the love we see.

My pen is black,
my ink is pale;
My love for you,
will never fail.

Writing our names in hearts,
just typical fun for me;
Hold my hand really tight,
and set me free.

Open my notebook,
math notes and other stuff;
Your love's like a drug for me,
I can never get enough.

My pen is black,
my ink is pale;
My love for you,
will never fail.

Engrave your name,
in my bleeding heart;
Your love's so abstract,
always like an art.

Your love's like poison,
a bittersweet sin;
Our love like a game,
that's the way it's always been.

Your pen is black,
my ink is pale;
My love for you,
will never fail.

akwardly something i wrote for Lindsay but i like it.
Lindsay I love u.

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