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MAGNETIC BREAD
Contributed by
poemsarered
on
Thursday, 27th January 2005 @ 03:12:31 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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The cricket started bobbing his
head to the beat of your heart.
It started to make me sick.
How your heart could sway
and breeze with acorns of melody.
It's why I hated you.
You made me like a rabbit
with an eye sore.
A sight for sore eyes.
And now I'm going to
fold you over like the letter
I'm sending to you and
throw it away.
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2005-01-27 15:12:31] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: MAGNETIC BREAD
(User Rating: 1 ) by tres_estrellas on
Tuesday, 10th May 2005 @ 05:06:57 AM AEST (User
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that sounds deep, I liked it |
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