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letter poem{contribute if you want}

keven 33keven 33 Posts: 259
edited September 2003 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
hey i'm not buying any music
get real deep i'm free
the only one for me
is the praise
convicted
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    Ok hows this:
    You told me a story
    I predicted the end
    Lines are closed
    No more calls
    I missed my que
    to say hello to you
    God loves you my son, the rest of us think your an arsehole.

    Quick opperator get me the number for 911.
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    setaside2setaside2 Posts: 1,084
    my fingers trembled
    the flame at the tips
    a burning sensation that licks my lips
    your kiss
    bitter
    your wine
    sweet
    i know tomorrow
    I'll be on the street
    again with the gnat
    those flies that bite and gnaw
    your words that lie and your harms that claw
    these days a date
    expensive to say the least
    if you steal one more of my FUCKING POPTARTS
    I'll show you the beast
    within
    I'm stepping in front of the gushing hydrant in a hurricane. I'd like to see the traction I keep.
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