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Russian absinthe (Free verse) by AlexandraLeaving

What you told me What you said How you broke it apart In the fields of azure suns and leaves red How you groaned As I bled And how I thought With this gift I give With me forever he'll live And how it ached between my legs for days But desire this wolf within me Drove me back to your arms When I looked at my tight young skin Next to yours I thought Komarovsky I am yours

Ranger 5-Jan-07/3:35 AM
It's true. I even like that comment. I was born with a terrible disability that meant I couldn't dislike anything, and have had to go through life wearing a faintly puzzled smile. It's a bit like being Borat, only without the sock visibility.

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