late kisses go...oh oh oh!

im insane they havent yet pronounsed me dead.. why are you stealing my arm? its not ready to get ampatated.. it only 3 months newly wed.. 3 years to late 3 miles to go... 3 kisses love. romance. and all the other good things. i am not permant... im not yet remade not yet replaced. lightning thunder hold on. heres my hand theres your arms raped around my hips in the place where underware sould be placed.
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I think you mean 'wrapped'.

I -think-.

-Falltopieces
[Anonymous]
hey hows it going?
Insightful poem, I dont know if you remember me, but if you do, I'm back. We should talk because well, your the only person on my friends list and I think your spiffy.
[Anonymous]