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Naturalcurly
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Thu 11/01/12 08:45 PM
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From the first day I saw her. I knew she was the one.
So many guy's after her. So much lustSo much love. But what can I offer her? yet they can offer more? What would she want with a guy like me? Though out the night, I dried her tears. Of pain.I was there for her. Though the bad times. Yet she keeps playing this game. With a smile on her face. I walked miles and miles a day. What could she want with a like me? |
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Hey, really good write..Nicely done..
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'Sup, Curly. Gangsta representin'. Lol. Maybe its your kick*** bandana
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Hey, really good write..Nicely done.. You should have left it as it was and not edited it..Otherwise my comment is null and void.. |
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Hey, really good write..Nicely done.. You should have left it as it was and not edited it..Otherwise my comment is null and void.. I agree with this platinum blonde. If you can't do that, OP, at least edit it again. and again. And again. Either or. You can do this, or that, but not both. BTW, I understand your poem, guy... that is one reason why it makes it so easy for a man... for a man to so easily agree with a platinum blonde. The easiest thing that goes down in his life. It's at par with his mother's milk when he was a baby. |
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I'm sorry for editing it. My mind is gouing though ALOT. I thank you all for the compliments and will try to get it all together in a new one.
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I'm sorry for editing it. My mind is gouing though ALOT. I thank you all for the compliments and will try to get it all together in a new one. No sweat. Keep up the good work. |
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