I wrote a poem for him via aim last night and i think its pretty funny
oh, seduction!
sweat on carpet makes hands wet like ferocious fervosity
oh, anxious terrors!
the frustration of my plight
undermining your blind and foul gaiety
relax and have none of my trembling woe
be gone how soon?
kiss me like death envelopes your withering visceral image.
ok yep. i love you jack
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