Beauty is that you are to me,
Deeper than the deepest sea,
But what beauty cannot explain,
Is the hurt that gives me pain,
Then burns like fiery rain,
And as i look at you i know you are,
Beauty itself , as if beauty lies in one's, self
. Still beauty is a curse that will,
Never diverse and like a lighting bolt ,puts a chill in ones soul then freezes ones mind for eternity and all time,
This was a poem i wrote about a girl i knew in 4 grade then i got transferred to another school and when i got to high school as I'm still in, met her again and was afraid to give it to her so i snuk it in her locker she never knowing who it wad from i miss her because i moved once again.
Sexy Tittyfuck. She owned a men and boys clothing store. ”
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Dear Diary,
___This was a lot for me to digest that evening, but there was no going back, I was horny all the time now
Beauty is that you are to me,
Deeper than the deepest sea,
But what beauty cannot explain,
Is the hurt that gives me pain,
Then burns like fiery rain,
And as i look at you i know you are,
Beauty itself , as if beauty lies in one's, self
. Still beauty is a curse that will,
Never diverse and like a lighting bolt ,puts a chill in ones soul then freezes ones mind for eternity and all time,
This was a poem i wrote about a girl i knew in 4 grade then i got transferred to another school and when i got to high school as I'm still in, met her again and was afraid to give it to her so i snuk it in her locker she never knowing who it wad from i miss her because i moved once again.
Sexy Tittyfuck. She owned a men and boys clothing store. ”
----
Dear Diary,
___This was a lot for me to digest that evening, but there was no going back, I was horny all the time now
Beauty is that you are to me,
Deeper than the deepest sea,
But what beauty cannot explain,
Is the hurt that gives me pain,
Then burns like fiery rain,
And as i look at you i know you are,
Beauty itself , as if beauty lies in one's, self
. Still beauty is a curse that will,
Never diverse and like a lighting bolt ,puts a chill in ones soul then freezes ones mind for eternity and all time,
This was a poem i wrote about a girl i knew in 4 grade then i got transferred to another school and when i got to high school as I'm still in, met her again and was afraid to give it to her so i snuk it in her locker she never knowing who it wad from i miss her because i moved once again.
Sexy Tittyfuck. She owned a men and boys clothing store. ”
----
Dear Diary,
___This was a lot for me to digest that evening, but there was no going back, I was horny all the time now
