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Lighter Under My Coranary Muscle
Contributed by
ripper_something_unusual
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Wednesday, 14th September 2005 @ 06:21:10 PM in AEST
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Stick,
Suck the blood from the rusty needle,
Sick,
I dont need to be here anyway.
Wait,
I am theraputic massage material,
Hate,
Steal softly through the lofts of liars today.
Crawl,
The snakes come out and then they spit out their evil,
Stall,
And the fact is every one runs away.
Know,
Hell is open and its right here between us,
Note,
I think this really could be fate.
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2005-09-14 18:21:10]
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Re: Lighter Under My Coranary Muscle
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by bonita2689 on
Wednesday, 14th September 2005 @ 09:13:36 PM AEST
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| wow! I have never read anything like that. The poem structure is very unique and adds to your poem greatly. I think thats why I like it so much! Great job! |
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Re: Lighter Under My Coranary Muscle
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 14th September 2005 @ 09:32:31 PM AEST
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That is simply great! Loved it.
Thanks,
Tim |
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