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The Symbol (Free verse) by Dovina

Hung about her neck A symbol of cruelty blood and death swings above her heart. She’s a gang member’s babe indecent, vicious and punk not to be trusted or hired possibly terrorist probably AIDS else she’d trade that cross for some less gruesome symbol of death— a skull perhaps

Dovina 24-Mar-05/2:10 PM
May the durrty south boyzs Baseball team beat the pants off the lily-clean north gurls team. No, wait while I rephrase that.




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