Finnius Posted July 17, 2004 Report Posted July 17, 2004 I said a thing, I made a promise, Had such a ring, Had such high hopes, But then I slipped, I'd felt I'd lost it, My gentlest nips, Turned into barbs. The pain still stays, My heart still sticks, It's here for days, I won't forget, The thing I said, God I feel sick... My gentlest nips, Still barbed in me. --- *a hug, a kiss on the forehead, a happy tear, a sorry still*
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