life is like a race track
you never want to get to the end
end
you stall and fight
and the rules you just want to bemd
bend
then you find someone
you really want to run with
with
youve think youve fallen in love
but you dont really feel that gift
gift
gift of happiness
the gift of love
the gift of forever ever and ever
you leave the track
and try to get back
but its so hard
depresssion
sorrow
theyll all come back tomorrow
but my mind is now on the track
and ive gotten back
and now im trying to run with you.
-Arianna
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the LA encounter of Arianna
heres a few poems
ENJOY *thats a command* lol
NOW ENJOY MY POOEMS DARN YOU lol ^^ im serious -_-
~Sorry.... Just bein Ari~
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