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Contributed by
ChrisH
on
Friday, 25th March 2005 @ 04:25:31 PM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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A sudden thrust of energy and flickering visions of edited words
Alone, lost loves gone, and busty, bimbo birds
Searching for something, perhaps a friend?
She left me for him and a passing trend
Password, username perhaps I could interact with her
She used to watch everything I did so something like this wouldn't occur
I have a message from the unnamed ponce - reeks self obsession
I was single then - she had had enough and taught me a lesson
This person tanned, toned and tricky
If past women knew - they're take the micky
I met her, combined lust in one night
Unhappier now than before so took flight
Copyright ©
ChrisH
... [
2005-03-25 16:25:31] (Date/Time posted on
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