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pinky swear (Free verse) by crin bone against bone
please just take me home
i don't believe that you
could ever hurt me
so i just close my eye
and let you drive
will your eyes wander
will your hands
will you stick to our plan
this is strange yet comforting
whatever this is that we have
between us
Up the ladder:
Savor Your Tasteful, Tasteless Morsel
Down the ladder:
To My Grandfather
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Posted: June 30, 2002 10:26 PM PDT; Last modified: June 30, 2002 10:26 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.1666665 Overall Rank: 5060 Comments:
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-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. @ 62.190.174.80
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9-Jul-02/2:55 PM
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It's called the handbrake, my love. And to think you call yourself a car expert...
nice one
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