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Sociology of Deviance (Free verse) by blackball

Your blackened hand fell closer to me in the exhaustion of screaming...i wanted to go home shattered glass all around the road ravelling on beyond the rain soaked sun the song in my mind was left screaming back to the beginning of time then the fireglow you put it out

<{Baba^Yaga}> 29-Nov-02/1:44 AM
yeah, but it's redundant..when it comes to sharp intuitive skills, so.. we already know. if you know what i mean .or rather that's what we're hoping for.. maybe add..and took your sweet time..to it? i gave you ten..what the fuck? it just left me a tinge underdone..not that medium rare isn't great sometimes.




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