Us.
Thin LinesGirls without redemptionThin Lines
A petty fool will say
Twist and turned for pleasure
Mouths feed upon the flame.
A mirror with no reflection
Cascading down thin lines
Cold hands to heat the thimble
Spinning webs to stay alive.
Dear soul I feel you shaking
A feather in the mass
It is a privilege just to know you
To observe your hidden past.
God will decide your future
Oh Mary where are you now
Bind tongues to keep our marriage
Good girls must never doubt.
Purple HorizonsHer bed sheet Seemed to spread out Endlessly, Liker her dreams, An electric haze of purple horizons. She found herself Almost drowning in it, Curled up into a tender ball Of her own flesh.Purple Horizons
His Name Was BenHe stands as a mystery The man with sunken eyes Frozen in a distant position Worked hands are filthy and dry.His Name Was Ben
How long must he wait for his moment to feel calming warmth inside He holds a bright orange with much passion Begging its color to bring him alive.
Yay!
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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"Tonight, you pukes will sleep with your rifles. You will give your rifle a girl's name - because this is the only pussy you people are going to get."
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i am the edge--
my documented life, everything is documented
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I wouldn't dance with a nother
~Beatles!
Have a nice day!
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Takriv | Forum
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True love is like ghosts, which everyone talks about but few have actually seen.
~Francois de La Rochefoucauld~
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