poemranker ::written in madrid on 7-18-02 by durk

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Free verse № 7616

written in madrid on 7-18-02

by durk

Member since 2002 · Posted 5 Aug 2002 · 2 comments

all my thoughts are giving me a headache the only thing that is real is that everthing is fake sometimes i wish the world would swallow itself in an earthquake start anew no one would know who was who? nothing- we would see but the sky and the earth there would be nothing of a Virgin Birth no rules, no regulations no ethnic or racial confrontaions just a new start no fruit we couldn't taste no animals we woule waste when nothing will be is when we'll be free

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[5] titan69 5-Aug-02/12:43 PM Reply
yer man!!!
[n/a] deleted user 5-Aug-02/1:36 PM Reply
the only thing i ever wrote in madrid was my name on a piece of toilet paper (don't ask).