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sold
my pantry 4 a fling
5 lines, 4 comments,
on Apr 27 8:26 PM
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through the quarter moon I stare
it's apparition peers euphoria
13 lines, 4 comments,
on Apr 27 9:09 PM
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Pleas of pupil trinkets
target atrophy as a
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The breeze, tranquil tonight
against the softness of
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Head-bob brinks
baste of sanctuary;
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As spiritual bugle sounds and march stutters,
time peers through binoculars, brazen eyes focus
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Silence tips her water glass, parched lips tremble as
slight fingers trace the lonesome rim.
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Soothing is the word that escapes
apprehension's girth, for death
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30 lines, 2 comments,
on May 14 11:16 PM. In Adult, Dark, Life, Sad, Pain, frustration, murder, greed, survival
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Abundance sprinkled precipice of untamed latency.
Each breath poses atrophy, apropos,
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boink. Eyes are closing rapidly. roflrf
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Majestic muscles align synergistically,
brilliant mist clears blocks as
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Eastern portal pounce,
servitu
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Felt pulsated from
pierce
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Latent experience melts into one committed moment-
Pebbles, in her diaper and 'T', coos,
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When morning comes
talon marks disappear,
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Sand forms pyramid,
denies forceful
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breathe in and out gently
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Crystal bleak, her beak of protrusion ...
Illusion spirals facets, engages sinew, twist in-depth,
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Ancient embers enchant air,
breath on breeze's whisper
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Flaccid,
perfect love enters,
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Creole, a dish of phantasmata seance,
evangelical appetite slinks to make hallow
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These little daggers internally
chant of acerbic blades,
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Fortune unfolds the grouchy-gut grumbles.
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