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passion (Free verse) by lexicon Drunk emboldened whispers
drive lovers together
Me : love, You: lust
Cries and Moans.
Arose still sex-inebriated
but this lazy goddess
wants everything easy:
Time the world celebrated passion.
Place existential beauty
after fuck drive.
Up the ladder:
hah
Down the ladder:
Daniela
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Posted: May 10, 2002 4:17 PM PDT; Last modified: May 10, 2002 4:17 PM PDTWeighted score: 3.7081642 Overall Rank: 13545 Comments:
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nentwined @ 66.92.183.34
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12-May-02/8:24 PM
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interesting. I'm impressed with how awkward you made almost every single grouping of words. But I can't say I find that pleasant.
sounds like something bacchus would salivate over and dode upon...therefore... you need help..call a friend or priest, or get drunk and commit, but do be careful...confess.CONFESS! or not..
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