My fair lady taste like a wine,
Her lips were once mine,
As hard as I was trying,
I would only end up crying,
Such love was certainly not divine,
But still I would love to taste that precocious wine.
"I knew if I ended up trying, I would one day end up dying..." ~ Valerie Chirpings
Friday, February 9, 2007
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