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Dancing legs and snapping thumbs Sway to the beat of the bongo drums
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The morning is so calm and clear
...I hope that no one sees me here!
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Locksher and Sonwat...together quite a pair
when they eliminated the impossible, the evidence was there
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I am not bound
by old methods
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Pulsing music, artistic ardor,
Ambient vibrations rise up from the floor
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He's an unlucky, misfortunate, down-to-earth pup
that landed in a home where birthday suits aren't enough.
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Where I sit,
Marking English with my pen,
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Before I ate the mushrooms,
I wasn't to sure if I should,
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Lions, The NFL seaon starts once more.
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no matter what i say or do
its never enough, its never enough
by luckyv1303
50 lines, 2 comments,
on Sep 25 9:02 PM. In pain, love, hate, break, up, personal, humor, thoughts, funny, relationships, song, lyrics
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NOT A POEM - Questions and Answers
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All those long nights and the long division Were only the beginning of my classmates' derision.
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Mirrored sounds in twisted perceptions Reflections caught, and dearly reversed
by Deaths Prayer
5 lines, 1 comment,
on Sep 20 6:13 PM. In Angst, Creative, Dark, Feelings, Funny, Happy, Imagery, Lotsa fun, Love
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Our bed is such a treasured place. It’s where we talk
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The wife came home one day from doing all her shopping,
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by CeilidhaChaos
45 lines, 6 comments,
on Sep 18 3:41 AM. In animal, arson, children's book, comical, crazy, fire, funny, humor, kangaroo, quirky, story
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'Member back in the day when we lived in that trailer,
And when the wind blew the roof would rattle and shake?
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This is my birthday, so no cake please
Just give me a side salad, trying to lose weight
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The dog was driving fast when the light turned green and drove as if the red was a light between.
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Trick me tonight
Trick me in the fame of hell
by Deaths Prayer
16 lines, 3 comments,
on Sep 7 10:54 AM. In Children, Creative, Dark, Family, Funny, Happy, Imagery, Love, Metaphor, Nog
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Sitting on a river bank,
Peaceful as can be,
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Aren’t I a dish
The woman of you’re dreams
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You telling me to smile
But why should I?
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His chisled chest his deep voice
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I once drowned a cactus in a pond of brilliant
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