all you need is love. i thought i was the first person who ever wrote that but it turns out john lennon had me beat. good man right there. good man right here. cigarettes burn and turn to ash in the middle of the night. i am the ashes of your lucky cigarette. the one you longed to smoke. the one you forgot about when you bought your next pack. someone called me a god tonight. i sang a song and they made me smile when i was done. it's funny. you put a person on a stage and it doesn't matter. i can't say i'm not good looking but still you wouldn't stop me on the street and say "oh my god" if i didn't do that...i sing my heart out and you give me yours...i guess that's a fair trade...tonight i smile as i fall asleep and i hope you do the same...you told me of your soul but you forgot to tell your name...
Once again bringing brilliance to the literary community I see... good job friend.
Posted 6/11/2004 8:34 PM by revolting
only one person whom talks of and with her soul....her name my friend...is Jennifer...
Posted 6/12/2004 10:17 PM by anonymous
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