I loged on this fateful day.
Ready to make people rue their day by play.
Then I see his name load up, and find it cool because I love.
I first me him, and I am head over heels, he acts like the person who I'd apeal.
A few days later we are dating, and I find it hard in saying.
I have to tell him my secret he has to know.
I am almost about to blow.
I tell him my secret, he only looks at me.
He now knows.

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PoetryThis is a book full of poems, notes, and other sorts of things that help me out! It's... Idunno.weird.