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| Attempting poetry. by mrs. johnson 02/14/2003, 6:49pm PST | ||||
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| Silence flows through the nights,
Slithering, slippery, oily and dreary, Claiming the lonely souls, That still wonder the sterile streets. A frozen lake, With stars beneath the water, Glares at me. I try to stop, I try to let go, I try to not care. I can't. the mrs. |
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Attempting poetry. by 02/14/2003, 6:49pm PST  Re: Attempting poetry. by 02/16/2003, 6:15pm PST Re: Attempting poetry. by 02/16/2003, 10:03pm PST Re: Attempting poetry. by 02/16/2003, 10:29pm PST Man are we fags. I love it. n/T NT by 02/17/2003, 1:59am PST Re: Attempting poetry. by 02/17/2003, 6:20am PST |
