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No Title
Contributed by
ml02
on
Monday, 7th October 2002 @ 02:50:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Crisp air
On your back
As you lay
Nude
I'm the painter
You're the subject
I thinks
It just
I like to see
You that way
'Cause I'm no artist
Can't write
Can't paint
Can't dream
Anything
But
A poor mans dream
And still
It all sells
I guess
The blind
Just think eveything
Is so pretty.
Copyright ©
ml02
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2002-10-07 14:50:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: No Title
(User Rating: 1 ) by matlock on
Tuesday, 8th October 2002 @ 05:05:47 AM AEST (User
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fresh angle, cool. |
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