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Acoustic (Free verse) by zzinnia66

He tasted like copper his music, like blood. I gave him the spark but uncoiled his wind and left him onstage, blue and blind.

EAger to Offend 15-Jul-03/2:10 PM
Music, technology, and the technology of music...what more could one want but, the feelings you conjure. P-90 eh? cool axe.




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