"How big does this thing get?"
Vintage. Will you do it?", she responded cryptically.
. Still beauty is a curse that will,
Never diverse and like a lighting bolt ,puts a chill in ones soul then freezes ones mind for eternity and all time,
This was a poem i wrote about a girl i knew in 4 grade then i got transferred to another school and when i got to high school as I'm still in, met her again and was afraid to give it to her so i snuk it in her locker she never knowing who it wad from i miss her because i moved once again.
"How big does this thing get?"
Vintage. Will you do it?", she responded cryptically.
. Still beauty is a curse that will,
Never diverse and like a lighting bolt ,puts a chill in ones soul then freezes ones mind for eternity and all time,
This was a poem i wrote about a girl i knew in 4 grade then i got transferred to another school and when i got to high school as I'm still in, met her again and was afraid to give it to her so i snuk it in her locker she never knowing who it wad from i miss her because i moved once again.
"How big does this thing get?"
Vintage. Will you do it?", she responded cryptically.
. Still beauty is a curse that will,
Never diverse and like a lighting bolt ,puts a chill in ones soul then freezes ones mind for eternity and all time,
This was a poem i wrote about a girl i knew in 4 grade then i got transferred to another school and when i got to high school as I'm still in, met her again and was afraid to give it to her so i snuk it in her locker she never knowing who it wad from i miss her because i moved once again.
