Ever write a poem for someone who touched your life so much.

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Originally Posted by Westsidex

sounds like your birth.

Westside.

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You were there?

Daddy? :yikes:

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Originally Posted by bettercallsaul

You were there?

Daddy? :yikes:

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No im not your father. If I was you would be taller, more robust , brighter, happier, more witty, more intellectual and of course have a deep rooted hatred for poetry , people who say good morning and any sport with a ball.

Westside.

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Originally Posted by Westsidex

No im not your father. If I was you would be taller, more robust , brighter, happier, more witty, more intellectual and of course have a deep rooted hatred for poetry , people who say good morning and any sport with a ball.

Westside.

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Morning west
look out side your window
summer is out there
now i am off to find a field full off daisy's to run through:)
http://i.imgur.com/nrbQ1.gif

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Originally Posted by tom sand

Morning west
look out side your window
summer is out there
now i am off to find a field full off daisy's to run through:)
http://i.imgur.com/nrbQ1.gif

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A field full of landmines would be a bit more like it Sir Thomas.

Westside.

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Originally Posted by Westsidex

A field full of landmines would be a bit more like it Sir Thomas.

Westside.

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ha ha ha
landmines
you sillybilly
i would be dead then:D

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Originally Posted by Westsidex

No im not your father. If I was you would be taller, more robust , brighter, happier, more witty, more intellectual and of course have a deep rooted hatred for poetry , people who say good morning and any sport with a ball.

Westside.

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So I would take after my mom then?

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Originally Posted by Westsidex

give me a long sandy beach at nightfall anyday.

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Is that a cocktail?

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Originally Posted by tom sand

i would be dead then:D

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err eh thats the whole point.

Westside.

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Originally Posted by bettercallsaul

So I would take after my mom then?

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we all have hope.

Westside.

I wrote many poems many moons ago :)

But one particular story about a poem still gives me the giggles. I was secretely admiring a guy but decided I'll stay put. However the emotion took hold of me at some stage, I wrote a poem how he's so proud, calm and secure and I'm totally his oposite that's why I would never reveal myself. Never signed the piece of paper and in the evening (while at a big house party where he was actually hitting on me and I was playing it cool), I asked a girl there which one is his jacket. She shown me one jacket and I placed the piece of paper with the poem inside his pocket. I was shocked to see when we were leaving that another guy was the owner of that jacket :D Poor guy looked so confused when checking his pockets, he's probably still wondering who the hell made him that poem :)