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Saturday, August 1, 2009 •

& i blogged at 3:04 AM

Lalalalalalalalalalal! Its going to rain ! Anyways , here are some cool poems for all of you to know ! Read and enjoy !:)

Friendship isn't always easily described. The Eskimos, they say, have a hundred different words for snow. Unfortunately, the English language isn't quite as innovative, though it has vast opportunities to differentiate meaning. Certainly, Love is one of those opportunities. And so, too, is Friendship.
Instead of different words, however, we're stuck with simple adjectives. Close friend. Best friend. Childhood friend. Intimate friend. Trusted friend. Beloved friend. But whether you use adjectives or different words, few could deny the nearly infinite meaning in such a simple word.
Friends are special people. We can't pick our family, and we're sorely limited in the number of them at any rate. Society and mores (and often our own conscience) dictate we select a single mate. But our friends can be as diverse and infinite as the adjectives we choose. Our friends, in a very real sense, reflect the choices we make in life.



Here are poems about love*heheh*


The way he smells the way smilesthe way we kiss im in such blissThe way he laughsthe way he talksthe way he feelswith lips so softi'll love him nowi'll love him laterFro the rest of me my life until i meet my makerHe holds me closehe keeps me nearhe wipes away all my fearsthere's no more to sayno more to domy last few words are that...i love you






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