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Funeral of My Childhood (Other) by Spindle

It started as just a fling. A "join the group" sort of thing. He seemed real nice, gentle, and kind. I was in the right frame of mind. And so we danced all through the night, Like two flames about to ignite. I felt a togetherness I have never known, But in the morning I was all alone. Weeks went by, and he was not seen. I felt more alone than I ever have been. But I wasn't alone, little then did I know That something inside me was about to grow. Months went by, and I learned the truth. I was forced to say "goodbye" to my youth. I went to the hospital in pain I couldn't believe. I had a goal I was afraid to achieve. Around me the doctors and nurses stood As I watched the funeral of my childhood.

zodiac 4-May-04/6:44 PM
Don't be silly. Anyone can do one, as you'd know if you'd actually read your memos, instead of just making sailor hats out of them and ludicrously insisting that we all call you "Admiral."

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Untitled 5 by francis nor capule beats the shit out of it though. See for yourself:

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