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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Record my brain and thoughts Determine who I am The world flips upside down Papers flying everywhere Who am I? Just relax Have a blast Chunk by chunk Separate the foam Who you are and where you roam Set the jungle for you A play pen with red squares Racing stripes A different kind of home Sizzle in the air My stench I'm so embarrassed Its followed me home Here where I live It stinks so bad Can't run from the stench Sticky smells From her, on to him, down to me, on to you Twirling jerk my hair Rip my hand out of socket Relax Don't anticipate death Dookie napalm bombs My fingernails are wet Forget forget and don't regret Hi Mike Hi my friends, Chris, littlewing Jordan, Everyone under the sun in the night My castle is made of waxy red clay, sticky, wet, and it stinks John 12:25 He that loveth his life shall lose it; and he that hateth his life in this world shall keep it unto life eternal. |
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s1nfully_1nn0c3nt Senior Member
since 2003-10-26
Posts 1105Watertown, NY |
Wow, Can I Come Over To Your Castle Too? :P Great Write... "Trina" Laughter Is The Enemy Of Desire, But Desire Itself Is Painful, After You Get That Which You Desire, What's Next? |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
yeah and bring a friend too. -GIS John 12:25 He that loveth his life shall lose it; and he that hateth his life in this world shall keep it unto life eternal. |
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