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The breeze is cool,
The sun is high.
His eyes are bright,
And so are mine.
The flowing brook bubbles gayly by,
The fountain shooting water
Up above or heads.
He holds me close,
Promising to never let me go.
I look up into his
Rich, chocolate brown eyes,
Which are suddenly closer,
Loving me more
Than anyone could ever
Love anyone else,
And our lips touch...
Only for me to wake up
From my dream
In the middle of my algebra class.





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Wolfayne said...
Aug. 26, 2009 at 3:46 pm
*laughs* That happened to you? Not to me! I'm not even in Algebra! Will be next year...*smiles mischieviousy*
 
~*The-Broken-Hearted-Girl*~ said...
Aug. 26, 2009 at 2:35 am
oh wow. algebra? wow. :) i've had that happen to me before. teehee. it was good. keep up the good work! :)
 
Wolfayne said...
Jun. 7, 2009 at 9:52 pm
EdytD, where are you? Did you read this? I want to see what you have to say.
 
Wolfayne said...
May 26, 2009 at 3:02 pm
Humorous me, huh? I set my entire class into a burst of laughter with this one. They loved it! I don't usually write things like this, but I wanted to do something new.
 
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