Knowledge of YouA Poem by AttaxerAll I wanna do...
All I wanna do is know you.
I wanna know why your eyes are so fierce. I wanna know why your lips have never met their match. I wanna know why that air about you ceases to go away. How did I word it? Oh right. Confident Ignorance. All I wanna do is know you. Wont you please tell me?
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Added on April 15, 2011 Last Updated on April 15, 2011 |

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