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| But I guess u were too cool for me | |||||||||||||||||
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You were once a really grovvy friend in grade eight. But once we hit grade nine, all of a sudden it seemed like you were too cool for me. Just one more time, how I wish we could relive those good memories of grade eight. You told me all about Marc Denis, the goalie of the Chicoutimi Saguaneys (see? I still remember!) how we shared our stories with our crushes. You were curious about | ||||||||||||||||
| A New Friend | |||||||||||||||||
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We looked at each other with our dull eyes. No hope, just sitting in darkness. We were loners. You stretched your hand out. I took it. We became engaged into a bizarre conversation I am grateful that you've reached out. You r my new friend. | ||||||||||||||||
| I luv U | |||||||||||||||||
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I hold your hand, in a comforting manner. We caress each other in such a pretty way. You have such a sweet smell that makes you so distinct. Your evil smiles, so devilish. Your daring eyes, wanting thrill. I love u for everything u r. To get back! or go here for more kewl stuff | ||||||||||||||||
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