Bruce
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giving them the high hat ya dig?A Story by Brucethe crucial illusory tangent, a tangerine slithered savory, past the pugilists duking with dimes, California could be home, but i'd never quit this s*.. |
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LSDA Poem by BruceLooking up at his deskbeginning to ponderthe last handful of yearslost in a photographtaken a decade agoon a ten year anniversaryin Arubahis wife died.. |
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paint it NEON!A Poem by Brucegive me a chanceto breathe life anewIn your eyesclothes left behindin anotherwise empty drawerpink and softit would suit you wellthe wickedharlequinth.. |
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need/wantA Poem by Bruceafter the stormthe sunshinein my eyeswas too muchthe dampnessremainedon my jacketI felt it odd indeedto suffer suchconsequencefor no priorinsolencebut.. |
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BeautifulA Poem by Bruceyou read Henry Miller aloudlegs wrapped around me like a boaat first I was shybut you took meby surprisepassionate eyeslocked inyour little red pantie.. |
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1433 W. Berwyn Ave. Chicago Il.A Story by Brucesummer 2010 |
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