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I bleed with forced tears,
So much to do, my worst fears,
So less to do with my true feelings,
does he love me? does he love me not?
does he likedth me, maybe not?
Hopes so high, shudders the Chandelier sealings,
what is this unrequitted monkey business of dealings?
Is there any Felicity left in this world?
Any kind soul, to console me, in this hour of need?
when i am so low and my heart open to bleed;
when i am so broke, my credit card so bleak.
Is there Any Taliban ready to pierce my soul with the sharpest & thickest of a sword?
My heart heavy from pretensions and beguiling feeelings,
If that is what they call Love-- then give me the opposite of it, please!
Give me .....orgasm please!!!!

shocking to hear this from basra,yes there is a felicity left,just let captain morgan take care of your worries.

its hard to give a whale orgasme

u two need to be whipped for being unkind!

Basra- wrote:u two need to be whipped for being unkind!

and you need a lipo

jadowcubeed..... see u in palktalk.

Basra,stop admiring your self too much.

lool at whale orgasm,you hit the nail on the head buddy.

Adooow

WHY r u against loving myself too much?? Is it haraam?

Basra- wrote:Adooow

WHY r u against loving myself too much?? Is it haraam?

heey someone has to do why not you

basra,no it is not,who said so?

cubeed
basra does not entertain prive messages.

what are u talking about adoow

J'ai compris tous les mots, j'ai bien compris, merci
Raisonnable et nouveau, c'est ainsi par ici
Que les choses ont change, que les fleurs ont fane
Que le temps d'avant, c'etait le temps d'avant
Que si tout zappe et lasse, les amours aussi passent

Il faut que tu saches

J'irai chercher ton coeur si tu l'emportes ailleurs
Meme si dans tes danses d'autres dansent tes heures
J'irai chercher ton ame dans les froids dans les flammes
Je te jetterai des sorts pour que tu m'aimes encore

Fallait pas commencer m'attirer me toucher
Fallait pas tant donner moi je sais pas jouer
On me dit qu'aujourd'hui, on me dit que les autres font ainsi
Je ne suis pas les autres
Avant que l'on s'attache, avant que l'on se gache

Il faut que tu saches

Ileey and fuusto get a room

Excuse me! I happen to think this poem ........ ......delightful.

Mon dieu .....mon Cawar.....