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my real name is nataysia im 15 10 grade like b-ball soccer base ball n poetry i like 2 tlk 2 boys n my friends i like gon 2 partie n havin fun wit my girlz un some fellas thats whats up cause im the frist female P.I.M.P if u dont no ask some body |
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boys can be cute but there nasty all they think about is sexy and big buts and how they can get laid but guess what i aint that type of girl if u whant some thin from me it must be very surious so no u cant get in my paints so dont even think u could |
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One night on the Net I was looking around
I found a chat room with people abound
I vaguely recall a short chat with you
A penfriend you'd like, and you spoke English too
I recall your name Davide from somewhere remote
The next day we emailed a short little note
Italian you were, and English your strength
So writing became quite frequent at length
I now know you quite well, and you also know me
A special friendship of trust, care and honesty
One day I am sure we will meet my good friend
So I say to you Ciao and much affetto I send . . .
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One day I decided to get on the net,
I thought a chat room would be my best bet.
I saw names and words come up from where
I knew not.
I soon took a chance and had a nice thought,
Could I do this, it looked really neat.
I saw names on the screen that started with sweet,
sweet smiles, Jo, and Smokey were there too,
And then I saw it, "Oh, yes, we're talking to you,
come on in and chat for awhile. "
And when I did I started to smile.
I saw Chuckie and Robbie and soon I was friends
with quite a few people by the days end.
And after awhile they called me their friend.
Sometimes I come in and my friends are not there,
But I'll go back again because I know that they care.
Some live in the states and some do not,
But they always know when I need to talk.
I am so glad I took the leap and went into the
chat room where friends are so neat.
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A special world for you and me
A special bond one cannot see
It wraps us up in its cocoon
And holds us fiercely in its womb.
Its fingers spread like fine spun gold
Gently nestling us to the fold
Like silken thread it holds us fast
Bonds like this are meant to last.
And though at times a thread may break
A new one forms in its wake
To bind us closer and keep us strong
In a special world, where we belong.
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girlz is the bomb they keep it real and only those hoes will let any boi in there paints but some girls wont let that happen and them gurlz need 2 keep it real stay a virgin |
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Although you are a friend of mine
and letters we exchange,
I wouldn't know you on the street,
and doesn't that seem strange?
You hold a place within my life,
unusual and unique;
We share ideals and special dreams,
and still, we do not speak.
I picture what I think you are,
perhaps you picture me.
An intriguing game for both of us
for someone we can't see.
So for this friendship we possess,
we owe this mail a debt,
Perhaps the charm lies in the fact
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We met upon
the internet,
My heart you did
not have yet.
I sit and wait each day,
for the song my
heart will soon play.
Of laughter, love and tears,
You have washed away
all my fears.
To be my friend
and see so deep,
I now know why
I don't get
much sleep.
I have waited
through all these
years,
To find something
to hold so dear.
And now I know
I'll never be
Blue,
For I have found
a true friend
in you.
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| Page Updated Fri Jul 8, 2005 11:36pm EDT |
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