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Ali
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Everyone of us is a snowflake,
and your chasing me with a blowtorch.
and your chasing me with a blowtorch.
A whisper and a thrill
A whisper and a chill
adv2005
"Why do I bother?"
The 11th Commandment.
"Whatever"
PETITION TO STOP THE BAN OF SMOKING IN BARS IN THE UNITED STATES....Anyone?
A whisper and a chill
adv2005
"Why do I bother?"
The 11th Commandment.
"Whatever"
PETITION TO STOP THE BAN OF SMOKING IN BARS IN THE UNITED STATES....Anyone?
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If every one of us is a snowflake, then the dude with the blowtorch is a snowflake too, and surely he'll melt as soon as he gets that blowtorch hot enough to chase people with it. So you should be okay.
Orange sky.
Mayan drumbeats
echoing remnants
from the desert.
Sleeping.
Silver suits with
cameras and
orange flashes.
Mental contact.
The picture was taken,
and,
being,
gave me,
a scary thought,a scary look.
I awoke refreshed.
A whisper and a chill
adv2005
"Why do I bother?"
The 11th Commandment.
"Whatever"
PETITION TO STOP THE BAN OF SMOKING IN BARS IN THE UNITED STATES....Anyone?
And you're being clever!
A whisper and a chill
adv2005
"Why do I bother?"
The 11th Commandment.
"Whatever"
PETITION TO STOP THE BAN OF SMOKING IN BARS IN THE UNITED STATES....Anyone?
I have a vision of a person running around in the blowing snow with a blow torch..
nice couplet, just need to fix the your to you're
actually, 'you are' would be ok, as well.
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green
Evryone of us is a snowflake,
and YOU ARE chasing me with a blowtorch.
rather comical I thought.....:D
"YOU ARE....a tower of strength to me...."
A whisper and a chill
adv2005
"Why do I bother?"
The 11th Commandment.
"Whatever"
PETITION TO STOP THE BAN OF SMOKING IN BARS IN THE UNITED STATES....Anyone?
You Are Rocks!
i was just in a mood ali..
we need the edit button back, eh?
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green