Thursday, February 26, 2009

Love

Until a time where you may trust my words as my own, I shall allow my poem to remain away from public's eyes.

Thank you

32 comments:

  1. Nope, I promise, I wrote it to a certain someone *wink*

    And Matt, that hurts, be more sure before you accuse people, that poem is 100% mine

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  2. If u only read the first line, it takes on...another... meaning xD

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  3. Sick, bro

    btw, why does Micah get a O.O Good job, man!
    And I get an accusation?

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  4. *shrug* whatever... if u say so then I'll assume ur telling the truth

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  5. -_- That hurts my feelings, bra

    Hurts it into tiny little pieces

    And those pieces turn into pieces

    And those pieces turn into pieces

    Which...at this point would just be dust

    So I have all this feeling dust in my lungs

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  6. Micah writes really well, and so do you- but Matt's observation was similar to mine. Sorry!

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  7. Well I encourage ALL of you to go ahead and search my poem online.

    I cannot swear upon my parent's grave for they are still living healthily, but I swear upon my life that every single word is mine.

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  8. I have used some of those words before. I am sure everyone has used the word "mind" before.

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  9. I'VE USED THE WORD LOVE BEFORE!! w-wait.........YUPP! but i also used sigh, dark, satisfactory, etc.....yupppers, i used them all(p.s. dont think i'm some stalker.I'm Jessica, "Matt's" friend.

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  10. Well that's not exactly what I meant. I meant that I did not copy that poem online or from a book. I made that poem by myself, that's what I promise to all of you.

    Oh, and Hi Jess! Whoop, it's already Saturday, what happened with you and Matt yesterday?

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  11. And I'm the other Jessica...
    I liked it but I can't say whether you stole it, for I am culturally deprived and not qualified to accuse.

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  12. Well maybe I should have earned more of your trust before posting this poem. Well I'm sorry for mixing you up, Jessica, and I'm very glad to meet you

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  13. Wait, I think we need some way to distinguish between the 2 Jessicas. As for Andrew, it was a good poem- but who were the hints for?

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  14. "Nope, I promise, I wrote it to a certain someone *wink*

    And Matt, that hurts, be more sure before you accuse people, that poem is 100% mine"

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  15. Sorry, I'm not the type to write-someone-a-poem-that-I-definitely-did-not-plagerize and tell *wink*

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  16. ironically u got exactly wut u wanted

    THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 26, 2009

    To gaze upoun the face of Death
    is to gaze upoun the unchanging
    not to be feared, or hated
    but to be shied away like a small child
    until the time is right
    when we greet it with open arms,
    and go with it as an old friend
    POSTED BY THE ATLANTEAN AT 5:43 PM
    5 COMMENTS:

    Manifian said...
    I wonder if I put up an original writing piece, would anyone come and comment?

    i mean look how many people commenteted i make 20!

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  17. ummmm....o.o nuthing happened with me and Matt...And you can distinguish me from the other Jessica 'cuz i can be realllllly crazy and superr hyperrr. plus i randomly say "I LIKE PEANUT BUTTER ON MY JELLY SANDWHICHES!!" =]

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  18. OMG!! YOU LIKE PEANUT BUTTER TOO?!?!?!

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  19. Wait, so who were you hinting at? I am terribly confused...

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  20. I can't tell! That would ruin.....secrecy and junk

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  21. okay okay okay I believe u... jeez...
    and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches rule!

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  22. I think butter tarts are the best. Also, as for the hint, can you whisper it to me?

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  23. Ok *shifty eyes* It's someone...who is...a girl BYE!! *runs off*

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  24. How specific... For all I know it could be Brittney Speares!

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  25. O.O it's definitely not Britney Spears...

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  26. Okay, well no one likes her, but is it a girl in your class?

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  27. I wish I could tell you, I truly I wish that I could, but life is not a fairy tale game for children

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