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i cannot sleep without thinking of you i cannot breathe without speaking to you my feelings are/were strong i love you... i love you... they have been this way all along my heart had taken to you yet we have not met how can this be? (even if for now its been msn and phone) its so hard to even...

First poem its not you, its me im feeling downtrot but its not your fault can i burden you again? if its better to not to stand outside lying in on the floor crawling my way through the doggy door Second poem is this a dream? where is my pinch how much have i lost what has become of us you...

your in a room with 2 doors. Both doors are guarded. One of the doors will lead 2 death, the other 2 freedom. Now one of the guards will always lie. And the other will always tell the truth. Wat question will you ask which guard 2 find out how you can make it out alive? Have fun.