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the surrender (Free verse) by brazen

baskets full of foreign fruits so sweet they rot your mouth spilling teeth in floods of lies rotting, seething Holy ground you once walked upon its strength now be subdued by trenches of mud sink below and let it fill your lungs feel the backlash of your evil tongue. you spent your time pulling zeros and ended by adding up to nothing now your but a mark in a black book at least thats made you good for something. harmonized in chastity out of key with lost virginity. recalling the eyes that brought my surrender.

<{Baba^Yaga}> 24-Dec-02/11:36 PM
you went to her web site too huh? yeah, that ornella she's a something.




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