As she sits upon the window, teetering on the sillshe wonders which is stronger, her agony or her will.
And although she seems despondent by the misery she sustains,
One element is not forgotten, her beauty still remains.
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I do like the poem. Do you like answering people's questions? (like when I asked u why you never get on AIM anymore?)
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