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photo from Snore & Guzzle please click for a wicked good time 
what i wanted i waited for 
with cool confidence
and mirror practiced
believable body language

i wanted you
to want me
to tell you
what you wanted

what i wanted were
the wings sprung 
from the sound
of register rings

Rene ~ 

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  1. Brian MillerApril 29, 2011 at 3:26 PM

    cha-ching...i wonder do we all want to be wanted, i think so...

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  2. UnknownApril 29, 2011 at 4:09 PM

    i know for a fact that cheap trick thinks so too, brian.

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  3. AnonymousApril 30, 2011 at 7:28 AM

    believable body language... GREAT line. :-)

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  4. Casey FreelandApril 30, 2011 at 6:49 PM

    In my Human Development class in college 20 years ago, the teacher said something I'll never forget. Every person wants to be desired. It's absolutely true.

    Great!

    Cheers,

    Casey

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  5. Fred MillerMay 2, 2011 at 2:22 PM

    Small amounts of money can indeed buy happiness. It's okay.

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  6. AnonymousMay 8, 2011 at 11:39 AM

    cute.

    smiles.

    Happy Mother's Day to You.

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  7. AnonymousMay 8, 2011 at 11:39 AM

    cute.

    smiles.

    Happy Mother's Day to You.

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  8. AnonymousMay 9, 2011 at 5:11 PM

    Glad to discover your poetry talent,
    Impressed,
    Hope to see you join our poetry potluck today,
    1 to 3 random poems or poems unrelated to our theme are welcome in case you fall short in doing a theme fitting piece.
    Bless you.
    Keep up the excellence.
    xxx

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