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Write a poem for that special someone, /lit/

>> No.6839871
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>>6839849
>imply there is a "that special someone"

normies

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>>6839849
>special someone
how beta are you to consider some whore a special someone

>> No.6839889

Yes, I remember when I,
And a good mate of mine,
Talk to each other aloud,
How we'd like to fuck you.

>> No.6839925
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Fam, I'mm stab you squire
Yo Nan a pussy-ole blad
Gimme yo reeboks

>> No.6839955

>>6839880
you will never taste her kebab sauce

>> No.6840446

Sweetheart, sweep away the tears flowing
Down your angelical face; watery eyes mean
But a vain prompt to me. I called you a whore,
And a whore you are and always will be, a

Slut, a prostitute. Don't ask for my forgiveness,
Contemplate my disappointment. What we had, it was
Magical, and you can only see that now that it is
Gone. O, that river right there, it flows much more

Convincingly than your tears. You threatened my
Heart, and now I'll leave you here, alone. Sit or get
Back to what ruined you. Because you, as you were,
Are no more.

If it comforts, I'll admit that I'll still think of you, and a smile will
Shape my face as I remember the day we first met, the way you
Held my hand against your rosy cheeks as I felt the
Warmness of your skin. And your smile was so innocent, so beautifully
Genuine that my body still melts today.
But I'll be thinking of who you were, a warm memory of someone long gone.

>> No.6840481

>>6839849
the only thing special
is my ability to transpose
a person's dullness
into attraction

>> No.6840512

>>6839849
Now is the spring of our discontent
And sighing I will give lament
O'er all the texts I wrote and sent
And ne'er didst thou reply

>> No.6840520

Yo bruh, you good, man,
I think ur the best
I'm still scraping cum off of Infinite Jest

Love, Lit

>> No.6842402

>>6839955
her kebab will never ever experience the delight of my gigantic sausage