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Covet (Free verse) by creepshow I picked you up,
took you home.
Poured you a drink,
cyanide inside.
You look so good,
my sweet embrace.
You'll taste so good,
with blood on your face.
My mental obsession,
release of physical agression.
A carnal act so true,
I can not live without you.
Wearing all black,
full cherry lips.
With a body like yours,
there is no turning back.
You feel so good,
a gothic embrace.
You taste so good,
Now that blood is on your face.
My mental obsession,
stabbing out agression.
A vital act so true,
I will not live without you.
Up the ladder:
The road to my Saturday
Down the ladder:
Innocence Lost
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Posted: August 31, 2006 8:13 AM PDT; Last modified: August 31, 2006 8:13 AM PDTWeighted score: 4.905148 Overall Rank: 9705 Comments:
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Dovina @ 17.255.240.138
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1-Sep-06/12:15 PM
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Creepy. The title is bland.
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creepshow @ 71.220.88.23
> Dovina
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3-Sep-06/8:42 AM
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The title is about someone coveting someone else, and making them their own...they watch, and wait and take the opportunity...they covet. Thank you.
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zodiac @ 152.18.22.205
> creepshow
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3-Sep-06/12:43 PM
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Heh.
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A_Dark_Calm @ 71.75.188.163
> creepshow
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3-Sep-06/12:47 PM
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I am coveting your poem. I'm watching, waiting and someday I may take the opportunity to comment and vote on it.
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