when we are born
we are given a box
and a key;
when we are children we see no significance
we just want to open it
to let out the
or money
or whatever else it holds;
as we get older
we do get suspicious
why does the key
not fit the lock
is something that we've
probably asked;
we all want to throw away the box
it has no meaning
no sentimental value
or so we think...

It wasn't untill I had been walking one day,
to be hit from behind-
dropping the key in which I wanted answers to.

She smiled sweetly, picking it up for me,
I said my thanks and walked away.
It had not occured to me-
that she had switched our keys.
And at once, the box opened.
I now know who holds my heart.
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That was terribly adorable!!!!

it's.. IT'S TOO SWEET! >w<
  • 2009-10-19 17:52
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I had a dream about it..
It's my friendship poem.

I think I have themes to my poems.. Even though they all sound the same to me.
  • 2009-10-19 17:55
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friendship poem?

so like, it was depicted in you're dream? ^w^ were the characters super cute?
  • 2009-10-19 18:57
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[C68] >Kit

Yeah, well.. I think it is.
The people in my dream kinda looked like Rin and.. Rin. Haha.
  • 2009-10-19 19:34
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it's really sweet. ^ ^ Life's greatest present is the people we care about.
  • 2009-10-19 20:47
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Due to my hereditary lack of energy, I have been hibernating since childhood.
Hi, I'm mx! I go to college for Graphic Design because I am a smart kid! I love to draw animu and I like food and video games. I talk about stupid personal things that no one cares about!! I'm gay for space.


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