Meetings
By fallenmuse
Meeting you, was truely sublime, a glorious Saturday. Only to my dismay, To find a friend wanting you. I will not pursue you, for I fear, I will pay for such deeds again. For the way I am now; For I tore, the heart of friends thrice, my justice is nine, suffer-I have, and wish it on none do I Written March 27th, 2002 © on Mar 26 2002 04:30 PM PST 0 • 12
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