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N-the-twilite
Contributed by
dummie
on
Saturday, 5th January 2008 @ 02:12:31 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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I love her so much.
I miss her sweet touch.
She is so kind.
Always on my mind.
Whenever we kiss,
It is high on my list.
She makes my day.
And washes away the clouds that are gray.
And when the moon comes out and it gets darker,
She and I will snipe Steven Parker.
Then we will kiss
Under the influence of pink mist.
And of course by "pink mist," I am referring to the foggy discharge released when the bullet meets the top of his head.
Her beautiful reflection.
My longing affection.
A smoke detection.
Christ's Resurrection.
Peace.
Copyright ©
dummie
... [
2008-01-05 14:12:31] (Date/Time posted on
site)
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