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by Miss Lonely Teacher Oct 31, 2011 category : Sadness, depression / other
You asked for a day I gave you my life; you had my heart for dinner. so you asked for a fork and i gave you a knife; you cut me wide open. when will i learn not to give it all? i'll never learn so again i fal...
by yogi73
I think this poem is rather clever. good job zach