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Its Only Life - Kate Voegele
Tuesday, November 02, 2004
d blck page in blck lite

well..dis is written in the dark
the urge to write dis inspired from the uneasy feelin not to get sleep..
waityng for ma darl..
Fendi..someone new
but i wonder
I aint i dominerring like wif ruzaini?
y am i not feeling insecured like wif wandi?
fendi..
a guy wif min,body and soul
takes obstacled one by one,step by step
beleive sin jumpin hurldes on d spot
rather den countyn its steps b4 jumpin
a guy who tot he dun tynk b4 doin
but i actiuali believs he did..indirectly
some1 wwif great ideas and knowledge
but lazy conquered hym
but styll..mysterious...he is..
assumption was a turn off
guessing was noting.
but how do i make a point bout hym?
i do trust hym..sriusly...
but how wuld i noe ward to do?
c.p said"gosh yu are nt d domineeryn one eh?"
i enjoyed d tymes wif hym
how i miss him evry nite
i longe d for freedom...
hes a fren o see for fun and laughter.
dats wher ei broaden ma brap horizons..
a darlin who pamper me wif choczies and gifin me boudaries.
hys harsh werds dun hurt me at all..
it makes me stronger dae by dae..
make me wanna win always..
but den..i rather loose...dats where d truth cums out
but at tymes..i wish hys harsh werds wuld juz be reali pleasant
sweet for me...
well overall...
i tynk..
who am i to complain?
im nt hys ex..
im nt d same..
im nt typikal..
im diffrent
he is also differnt
dats why..dis whole tyng shuld be..DIFFERENT..
it works...


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