Sometimes i think im from another planet why cant people just seem to understand the way things work and not make things difficult.----
i will understand how few think but i will never understand how many think if you know what im saying.
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I sit here staring at her.. she stares at me. We connect so deeply on an emotional level. So deep and strong like the roots of an old oak.... but physically i KNOW shes os capable of satisfying me.... however does she... will she... can she really?
I ask myself these questions and i know the answer, she knows the answer. She refuse the answer.
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Ryly when she dies cut her into little stars and she will make heaven so fine, and the world will fall in love with the night and pay no attention to the garnish sun
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Ryly my dear Ryly why does thou leave me so unsatisfied?
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Sometimes i feel and somewhat know we are on the same page, but i guess i'm reading to fast. We need to be on the same page, same line... same word.