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mask; an infidelity (Free verse) by FreeFormFixation i like to pull my fruits from hands
too greasy to hold on
and take a few bites before those hands
discover soap
and grab back tightly.
Up the ladder:
Desprately Seeking Arcadia
Down the ladder:
Products of Pacifisim
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Posted: December 6, 2005 2:41 AM PST; Last modified: December 6, 2005 2:41 AM PSTWeighted score: 4.910598 Overall Rank: 9608 Comments:
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cyan9 @ 217.40.63.105
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6-Dec-05/2:44 AM
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Pleasantly Confusing
How dare you steal from those poor Mexicans selling oranges on the street. They need every penny they can get to buy soap.
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