![]() CovetA Poem by EVERYTHINGyoucantelltoSTRANGERS![]() reuploading once again... its one of those 55 word things....![]() “I cannot contain my lust!” he screamed from his side of the street. She glanced up, “What have I told you about talking to strangers?” “They shouldn’t answer when provoked?” he played along. “And the fact that they can smell fear.” The pair then began staring at their newly-formed audience, darting back to the woodwork.
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Added on February 11, 2008 Author![]() EVERYTHINGyoucantelltoSTRANGERSthe big EAboutRight. Well. Once upon a time, I was relatively well known on this site. And then the site crashed. With a fair bit of my work on it. And I got understandably (right?) frustrated. I missed the communi.. more..Writing
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