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Written by: skateparkzone61 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 You might like one of the following stories: The Love of Money II - Chapter 35: For Whom the Bell Tolls(24 minutes)Recently updated Belletristik - Büro, Romantik, Marcus has a meeting that has been a long-time coming The Love of Money II - Chapter 34: Rabbit Hole(22 minutes)Recently updated Belletristik - BDSM, Blowjob, Disziplin, Dominant / Unterwürfig, Erotik, Exhibitionismus, Lesbisch, Voyeur, It's time to interrogate Mrs. Tanaka The Love of Money II - Chapter 33: Just Desserts(19 minutes)Recently updated Belletristik - Büro, Fremdgehen, Romantik, Marcus confronts Ryo then enjoys a meal The Love of Money II - Chapter 32: Backchannels(21 minutes)Recently updated Belletristik A tense meeting with Sachiko Tanaka The Love of Money II - Chapter 30: Intermezzo(22 minutes)Recently updated Belletristik - Einvernehmlicher Sex, Romantik, Marcus gives Natalie an unforgettable first date | ||||