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the name the eyes what a waste
he won't even talk to me am i a waste?
i can't be with him it's so sad
he must hate me really bad.
| talk about going around and around.. what a waste to waste a feeling on such and ingrate.. this poem is awsome!||| Posted on 2009-03-03 00:00:00 | by Luvmiannie | [ Reply to This ] |