Tuesday, January 11, 2005

These Lines Comments

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Forgive me, if I no longer write of you in my rhyme,
I have found my words no longer capture your crime.
I can no longer conceive of a single word to describe,
The happiness of mine that you single handedly deprived.
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Warren Augustus de Guzman
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