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LaDaysia

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

1 poem·Since June 2013
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Remember

June 7, 2013
(poems go here) Your voice is what i remember So gentle and soft and sweet Your eyes is what i remember That would melt me without heat Your smell is what i remember But its to hard to discribe So i ask you one favor To express what i ment Could you go wash the dishes And get that lemon freash scent
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