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Free verse № 50578

Life-In-Death

Member since 2002 · Posted 28 May 2003 · Edited 29 Jul 2003 · 2 comments

I'm Old and Cold On I ride That Crooked Staff. I'm Old yet Bold With that Blanched Face In the Wide-White-Pasture I seek a Bottle Of Wine!

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[10] horus8 28-May-03/8:46 AM Reply
GQT on this whimsical day this great ideal country day, milkshakes, ufos, caves to explore. YES! my friend we are pirates. PIRATES! or our we Greek gods today? what day is today? JESUS! WHERE ARE MY CLOTHES, AND WHO IN THE FUCK ARE YOU? SECURITY! 10
[8] Jeremi B. Handrinos 29-Jul-03/10:21 AM Reply
Here, here.