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A Poem by Ripped Denim 💜

Warm blanket freezes,
good, hot food rots and chills me.
Save me, cold comforts!

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Added on January 20, 2014
Last Updated on January 20, 2014

Bad backwards is dab. Dabble. Like a bad haiku. I dabble in bad. more..

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