i think you suck because of the way you brush past me with an air of sweetness scented tea oil. hours later, crawling out bed like lazarus, back from the dead i pull one of your long blonde hairs pull it from my head. and you said, "i love you!" and i said, "Damn!" what is going on here, trembling knees, weak stomach... you suck because i care to much, you suck because you're wonderful and you suck because i wrote this crappy poem for you. bah!Birth sign: Cancer
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