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In the way you speak to me,
It reminds me of the past,
It is the one I can see,
Who loved me and not so fast.

You say you used to love,
but I cannot believe,
that in this dove,
comes love's conceivement.

Yet I can find,
that in this one I know,
that you are kind,
yet you are, for me, to go.
©2005-2009 ~Doyleness
:icondoyleness:

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A sonnet I wrote for my lover. Some of it may seem like it dosen't make sense, but I made it that way so think hard and interperet in any way you can.

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I'll fave that! Very nice, you seem like you're the next big thing. I'll land you a contract, bugger.


Then you can die at the age of 28 of a pill overdose. :3

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