green fireA Poem by ICS
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i don't dance as you could tell by the scars on my hands suffer craft hath done forged youthful waft belly gorged fumble for fillings cast a few shillings curbside drudgery flick to echo off a curb grey hair weary gloom and dreary heavy carry dictionary (diction near me) hear me meanings who is it that is? that's it. failure occurs on the verge of success the Tao is very True i don't really want to clean up my mess the Tao is in the stew clarity minus mental mongrel tight teeth tremble vampire suck to have a tongue so large to lick the world swollen member enlarge foundation bi-stud emerald frequency snowball rapid succulent succession slow rancid release dumping duality Existing to choose, choosing to exist masses of perceiving desire on fire drench us to quench us hey our heinousness can go to and fro up over and through counter clock undo just like a screw out of the blue appears in your mind cuz you want it to. What's it doing? © 2010 ICSReviews
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