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Dec
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17th
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2000
01:44 pm
plural
Men
give sex
to get
the love
that they
need
Women
give love
to get
the sex
that they
need
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mia bellezza pura
Date:
2002-03-28 07:26 pm (UTC)
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a boy
knows not himself
and is incapable of
love
without that knowledge
only
infatuation
can he revere
i am often
a boy
and
occasionally a
man
i know
mine self
but
run from my
reflection
on the first day
of
a new year
now gone past
i made
grevious error
and acted
not as a man
but as a boy
i have regretted
ever since
my thoughts
often return
to that night
what was spawned
from my own
intoxicated lust
polluted
a
moment
one single moment
wasted
a
connection
infused with
poison
in this life
i
am learning
single moments
alone
connected
in a string
of pearls
are all we have
what could have been
is
gone
perhaps forever
and
i
i mourn
its
loss
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mia bellezza pura
Date: 2002-03-28 07:26 pm (UTC)knows not himself
and is incapable of
love
without that knowledge
only
infatuation
can he revere
i am often
a boy
and
occasionally a
man
i know
mine self
but
run from my
reflection
on the first day
of
a new year
now gone past
i made
grevious error
and acted
not as a man
but as a boy
i have regretted
ever since
my thoughts
often return
to that night
what was spawned
from my own
intoxicated lust
polluted
a
moment
one single moment
wasted
a
connection
infused with
poison
in this life
i
am learning
single moments
alone
connected
in a string
of pearls
are all we have
what could have been
is
gone
perhaps forever
and
i
i mourn
its
loss