I love you.
No you don't. You're besotted.
What's besotted mean?
It doesn't mean love.
Is it a step on the way to love?
No. It's terminal.
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As Iron Sharpens Iron
About Me
- Seaner
- I am infinite, Or so I'd like to believe, sometimes I believe that we are all destined for something better, sometimes I believe we are destined for dirt. Sometimes I'd just like to believe.
2 comments:
i wonder what caused you to write this...its kinda dispirited
Thats not the Durham who rebuked me about not giving up.
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