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Monday, September 20, 2004

SomE ThOughts

Nobody is perfect until you fall in love with them.
Love starts with a smile,
grows with a kiss,
and ends with a tear.

Don't cry over anyone who won't cry over you.
What do you do when the only person
who can make you stop crying
is the person who made you cry?

If love isn't a game,
why are there so many players?
And guess i am lousy in game,
because i am the one who always lose.

STUDY + STUDY + STUDY ! ! !

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