PrissyA Poem by TTBoy28A merry jubilant bunch were they who congratulated each others' faults and vain abilities to project an image of assuredness competence Even during periods of intimate conjugation the throes of passion seemed well-orchestrated and falsely spent careful not to welcome in or engage in anyone who challenged or posed to burst their mundane and stepford-like egos of grandeur So they shared only amongst themselves © 2010 TTBoy28 |
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Added on July 9, 2010 Last Updated on July 9, 2010 AuthorTTBoy28Atlanta, GAAboutThe truth shall set you free. I try to be adventurous. I am spontaneous. I love nature but love to write only about personal events. You can tell when something is made up. It could still sound g.. more..Writing
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