One man wolf packA Poem by Julietnot in relation to the hangover at all. -_-
i've found myself
ready to trek the urban jungle all the concrete paths and metal branches the small things all covered so naturally by the flesh hanging foliage. who am i to decide when it's time to make the great exposure? so full of mores and customs I am so unaccustomed to. maybe I'll stay in my safety zone. i was never one to run with the pack.
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3 Reviews Added on February 13, 2014 Last Updated on February 13, 2014 AuthorJulietAntarctica, TNAboutYou don't need to know about me. Just read. I write likeKurt VonnegutI Write Like. Analyze your writing! more..Writing
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