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cup-cake (Free verse) by cpill
Oh my fickle ambition makes me not makes me sleep nights to no rest till tomorrow I am never happy to thirst on plans for fulfilment for-ever-on-ward with no hope in my heart but 'hope' itself will blue lines meet red lines? All this brown rice when happiness is such a cup-cake

Up the ladder: P.M.S.
Down the ladder: when i met sky alone

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Arithmetic Mean: 4.428571
Weighted score: 4.846319
Overall Rank: 10612
Posted: April 24, 2005 1:28 PM PDT; Last modified: June 25, 2005 5:15 PM PDT
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[3] Blue Magpie @ 212.205.251.23 | 24-Jun-05/11:15 PM | Reply
Not anything I can enjoy, sorry.
[n/a] cpill @ 81.179.102.177 > Blue Magpie | 25-Jun-05/1:40 AM | Reply
I guess its not very linier, more felt than understood.
[n/a] zodiac @ 212.118.19.91 > cpill | 26-Jun-05/2:47 AM | Reply
Just for your information, for it to really be called 'felt', someone besides yourself has to feel it.
[n/a] cpill @ 81.179.84.152 > zodiac | 26-Jun-05/5:55 AM | Reply
You can lead a horse to water...
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