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Bus
Contributed by
Keatsdogg
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Tuesday, 11th February 2003 @ 05:40:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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She closes her velvet eyelashes over the Aged face. Old lady at window surfacing the memory of him. Trees brush the glass and remind us of inconsistency.
Who thought that we together form a mass of goodwill?
Metropoltian scences flash to the mind, man standing in rain searching the cavern madness of regret. Tires the wheels hum songs of brakes to the shores of home.
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Keatsdogg
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2003-02-11 17:40:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Bus
(User Rating: 1 ) by mckayla on
Tuesday, 11th February 2003 @ 06:11:46 PM AEST (User
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Paints a beautiful picture! great write!
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Re: Bus
(User Rating: 1 ) by karoody on
Tuesday, 11th February 2003 @ 10:25:07 PM AEST (User
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you always see the best things when you just stop and watch...bus is a very good opportunity for that |
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Re: Bus
(User Rating: 1 ) by ladyfawn on
Wednesday, 12th February 2003 @ 12:08:46 AM AEST (User
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stunningly beautiful...........love your style:) |
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Re: Bus
(User Rating: 1 ) by Jenni_Kalicharan on
Wednesday, 19th February 2003 @ 04:45:48 PM AEST (User
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Hey..great imagery...liked this,.
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