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night games |
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Hollowman Member
since 2001-06-01
Posts 117 |
Night draws its veil across the autumn skies a cloak of silent secrets, appears before my eyes Where once was color, and life so bright vanishes with the coming of the night The city, the smoke, the jazz wine bar young men hoping for action, cruise in their cars behind drawn curtains, another tale unfolds secret passions mixed drinks the young being bold Onwards time travels, the point of no return remember moraless people, in hell you will burn Split seconds of mis-judgement a lifetime of pain Cross this line baby, you'll never be the same Hungover and helpless work becomes you another eight hours, before the dark hue... Richy |
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Tracey Member Elite
since 2001-08-29
Posts 2808where insanity meets breeding |
Interesting. Dark, but interesting. Had to read it a couple of times If she who dies with the most toys wins, then can I have some toy boys please? |
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