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Days

Member since 2002 · Posted 16 Dec 2002 · 5 comments

Wishing upon a star, That I could be held in your arms. Every nights dream, I hope shall become an everlasting reality. But until the sun burns out, And the night runs out of time, I'll be in your heart, And you'll always be in mine.

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[10] <{Baba^Yaga}> 16-Dec-02/3:48 PM Reply
ha ha you are just a kid. i'm sorry..ha. i don't mean to laugh, but i thought you were pretending and you were actually an old man with heavy eyelids, but then i went to your picture, and well found out..so i appologize for turning your friend's poem and your posting into a three ring circus..sometimes in the heat of the moment i lose myself..well that said i'm off there are others out their not so blond, young and floridian waiting for the russian witch to bring her hut and oven. enjoy your stars and boyfriends. it's all extra-ordinarilly innocent and honest, and huh wholesome. goodbye. goodluck.
[n/a] Katie › <{Baba^Yaga}> 16-Dec-02/4:07 PM Reply
LMAO. I'm not a kid, lol. And shawn isn't my bf, just a close firend, not to get confussed with a friend with benefits! But anyways, you thought I was pretending to be a guy!? oh my!! ahh...I think I might just take that poem right out of here, if that's what people are beging to think! And whats up with young, blonde and floridian? (it's BLONDE, just so ya know ;) lettin a little kid (lmao) correct your spelling sham on u!)
[n/a] horus8 › Katie 16-Dec-02/5:29 PM Reply
yeah, but have you seen this http://www.geocities.com/aimees00/


it's better than sliced bread it's the end of the world.b
[8] LETO 19-Dec-02/4:44 PM Reply
gota alot of feelin
[10] Stephen Robins 1-Oct-03/8:20 AM Reply
If I come again my nuts will shrivel up and fall off and I shan't be able to produce anymore gametes. In the name of the lord please write no more of this sperm inducing poetry or I shall not be able to have children.