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[title] => You
[time] => 2004-06-30 06:48:12
[hometext] => Geoffrey Scott Rose
[bodytext] => Wow… you I think of you and beauty comes to mind Unmistakable beauty I remember the summer My gaze at you I was in awe So innocent, those legs, that hair You trying hard to draw me in You told me I already had you Little did you know, I had fallen long ago ‘Bout a year now, what can I say? Not one day do I regret Usually they turn to ghosts Not you, your as lively as they come I promise to love always [comments] => 3 [counter] => 166 [topic] => 48 [informant] => GRose84 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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