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Saturday, February 9, 2008

either day or night i text you messages,
a message to a girl who is almost my age,
i just knew you for a few months,
i guess we have a strong friendship bonds,

when i think back, i have no idea how i knew you,
maybe by your friends or maybe by your friendster too,
i kept wondering but who cares now i already know you,
and this year i knew it will be a hard and tiring year for you,

so far i knew that you like to call me gunduhead,
i dont know why but maybe only that word exist in your head,
it is just a joke so dont take it seriously,
because no joke will mean no fun in this world of reality,

well we talk alot about both our lifes,
knowing your and my life,
we chat and talk for hours,
and after 11 pm is your crapping hours,

well i guess there is still more i dont know about you,
and for sure, 1 fine day i will know all about you,
here stop a poem that u request,
see u around west....

10:13 PM

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