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All the Words We Never Said
poetry from the desk of emery limeson
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Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Love
Love.
The closet thing to magic.
It's a battle field.
One problem.
You're only in love with the idea of love.
I need to win your heart.
So let the fight begin.
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