My New Man, Part 4, by jwhwz
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He is very intelligent;
He shows that often;
He is proof that the heart;
Of a fighter can soften.
For her to this day,
He traded pillows;
He once loved to play;
Under weeping willows.
He is very tall;
She loves that in a man;
She is fairly short;
But, when she want to kiss him; she can.
They know that both of them;
Have never cheated;
It is very funny to both of them;
When silly people have been defeated.
She loves it;
When he draws;
His schizophrenic evil side;
Is one of his only real flaws.
She doesn't blame him much for that;
Because they both are changing;
Their lives are very much;
Rearranging. |
Posted: 2011-11-06 15:25:08 UTC |
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