YFriday, November 17, 2006
Lorve was a drivin passionate rapid.
Till it reached da slow windin journey thru da meanders.
It stopped when it reached da mouth.
Infused wid the immerse pain,
it's insignificant.
i'd stopped hopin, i'd stop expectin.
I'd stopped tinkin bout a story.
~♥makeitmutual..
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