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A Poem by Alex

Your blistered tounge knows no bounds-

as it bounds between rage and curse.

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very short but expressive. good use of "bound". I like it.

Thank you Woody~ much appreciated!

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Added on January 17, 2015
Last Updated on April 23, 2015

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