Vomit
Vomit
Puke
Vomit
Vomit
I can't get rid of this vomit
I gag myself to tears
I can't get it out
Of all my clothes
Vomit
Vomit
Vomit
Vomit
Vocational
Omnipotent
Merit
Innuendo
Tits
Things I cannot see or
feel
anymore
vomit
vomit
vomit
A contest entry
- We're all Just [[Cowa.rd|s|]] Hiding From xR{e}{a}{l}{i}{t}Yx by littlegirlapril.
700 points, ended May 15, 2007, 28 entries
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Comments
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dang~
i LOVE it~ vomit vomit puke vomit *splosh, spill* vomit *gag* puke.....
and that part in the middle? it was almost too much for my already churning stomach!! all those big words.... although the "tits" were fine for me. nyahahhahahaouph *puke*
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Its really to the point.
You don't like to gag yourself.
And putting 'vomit' between stanzas
Was a good brilliant Idea to keep your point.
Great Job!
Good Luck and thank you!
[[ZombiNa]] &hearts
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