

Photocopy of Methis is nothing but a mere grainy photocopy of myself. just because you reach into the stack of paper, and press copy on the machiene, does not mean that it is me. it is merely a likeness. and a poor one at that. once this original document has fulfilled it’s use, it was to be put in the shredder. not for the eyes of another on a crumpled piece of scrap paper. you can only see the basic outline of what should be there. tell me, what’s the use of that? ...when you can’t even read what was written. does this satisfy you? does it make you feel that the original is stilPhotocopy of Me
inside
me

doomed from the beginningguilty pleasures crazy sparks; you’re still not here with me.doomed from the beginning
as much as we are smitten, it’s just not meant to be.
look in my eyes and hold me close; so much for me to see.
as much as we are smitten, it’s just not meant to be.
two different people so much alike; you’re so much like me.
as much as we are smitten, it’s just not meant to be.
a chance meeting some time too late; you still remembered me.
as much as we are smitten, it’s just not meant to be.
a million laughs
Thx.
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lol
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i know you well, i know your smell.. i've been addicted to you....
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You know how sometimes your body muscles/skin moves by itself and it kind of feels like someone just poked you?
Well, thats happening to my ass and it feels like i have some invisible man spanking me. If i think about it hard enough, I'll believe it.
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