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Render. Defunct (Free verse) by Owner of the Sky Oh you, my
Philosopher's lovechild,
Caustic and bitter Tyro;
Vehemently, In voluntary
(Virulently)
You inject my, infect my,
bust my
chops.
You once said...
The chemicals are I
am the worm inside.
I can spray you,
squish you,
(under the giant boot of moot)
Or feed you to the birds.
But no,
I will swallow you
*Glug*
With my tequila.
Integrity, in (the) gritty
in tact we lie
Because you said--
just in case I should expire, now or later, I love you
And
Just in case you do, I love you.
Up the ladder:
A Stressful Moment
Down the ladder:
spark
Votes: (green: user, blue: anonymous)
Arithmetic Mean: 5.0
Posted: January 5, 2003 12:02 PM PST; Last modified: January 5, 2003 12:02 PM PSTWeighted score: 5.0 Overall Rank: 7727 Comments:
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<{Baba^Yaga}> @ 24.126.113.154
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5-Jan-03/2:04 PM
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soup-con.
[n/a]
Owner of the Sky @ 61.9.0.98
> <{Baba^Yaga}>
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6-Jan-03/2:15 AM
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Huh?
boring compared to the other 2 i just commented on, but then i again i dont really get it. -5-
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