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scribbling my poetry, like art could save a wretch like me.
poetry by jelly.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
scribble.
when i look at you,
your looking back at me;
and i start to think
that maybe
there is more beneath
then what we all can see.
but these ideas are
frivelous
and weak.
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