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Sweet the smell of apple squeezin's
The air is dark with hosts
57 lines, 16 comments,
on Oct 7 8:35 AM 2006. In Weird
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Ok, so many of you think you know me From that other sappy tale
26 lines, 6 comments,
on Dec 31 2:41 PM 2006. In Humor, Weird
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The dark street shines outside, under spatters of rain Pulling closed the sheer curtains, reluctantly
35 lines, 4 comments,
on Jan 6 8:42 AM 2007. In Weird
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And that's all I would need Cut a sharp figure in the gray winter afternoon
39 lines, 6 comments,
on Feb 2 3:01 PM 2007
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78 lines, 6 comments,
on Feb 14 2:42 PM 2007
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Silent attic in a dream Numb and reaching, desperate scream
21 lines, 40 comments,
on Mar 22 10:43 AM 2007
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Silence howls a minor note / with pause to dip a finger in quiet mirror moat / Whispered sultry voices oft' ignored / Down earthen corridors / When moons dance high above the darkened field / there is no carved
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Spread the cooling haze a little further / down the clouds to top the rolling hills / Our hill shoulders are older / and can use a sparkling glaze for crevice fills. / We need a steady bathing stream / from joyous d
16 lines, 5 comments,
on Jul 19 12:49 PM 2007
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She worked her hands in the dirt
As therapy, diligent and focused
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Through the borough I wantonly walk
Drop saffron gold kernels stolen high on the stalk
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I walk along Sullivan's Isle a lonely beachcomber,
my flask in my pocket,
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I know it well, yea, every crack within each
leaden prison pane
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Scent of apples and cinnamon warm
even city dwellers dream of grandma's farm
35 lines, 7 comments,
on Oct 10 12:11 PM 2007
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Glowing eyes in my rear view mirror
While driving through streets dark and drear
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