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my first poem...
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This, an existence I never knew.
Porque do you pertrude?
Interrupting my game of rock, paper, hedgeclipper.
...ah. Exosphere!
Plunged headfirst in..
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about a girl who's less than a god, but more than a human...
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nuttn to do w/ shakespeare...
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That was the Friday I learnt the 72 turns on Ottawa and Hope, and I prayed that manna were the wet drops that pelted the windshield as I came off the..
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its not stalking...its excessive shadowing!
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Leaves suffocate concrete Chicago
In my fairest of seasons.
Snow sweeps Stockholm,
Sharing in its own syndrome.
But instead of the pitter patter,
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People stare.
And I always wondered about that.
You, the Abhorrence, The Disease.
Am I the only one who knows this about you?
Well you do keep up
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wrath, rage, etcetera!
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random... :?
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