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Lexy Senior Member
since 2003-01-28
Posts 1038California |
My feet are cold, I'm sleeping on my stomach trying to melt the icecubes in my tummy. So the wind blows, my skin is crome. Your that little fairy in my brain, jumping up and down on the matress. Spread your sparkle dust, and now I'm smiling in my sleep. But no one hears it, they have blind folds on. The clock reads letters. Pretty green wings, fly, fly away. Now I crawl inside the eye sockets of my broken baby doll. I rock back and forth, wrapped in a pink sheet. I'm hoping the cotton will catch flame soon, so my feet won't be so cold. |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Short and sweet. Nice. Its kinda peaceful at first then its like a psychoward and your the sick. GIS All that is great once was small. |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
ahh Alexis geez mann this is tight please . . . turn the heat on *smile* xxoo |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
yep |
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