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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York 
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Flat to chair back They are loud tonight old bones Cemetary drones whispering willows tendrils to taste my palate awaits [This message has been edited by littlewing (07-27-2003 06:04 PM).] |
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Eromyna Member
since 2002-11-29
Posts 306Pheonix, AZ, USA |
I like. "I don't need to scream for you to deem me aggravation." |
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eor Senior Member
since 2002-09-26
Posts 959blues & greys |
i love the simpleness of, but yet it spreaks so loud...nice write "in a past life i was a woodcarver's knife: the sharpend blade of a wood cutter, the eldest son of the chief's brother: a maker of drums" |
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Ceinwyn Member Elite
since 2000-07-09
Posts 2175VA |
 Welcome..to the dark side muwhahahahaha *cough* lmao sowwies sue!!! *sigh* If at first you don't succeed destroy all the evidence that you tried. |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Your poems usually are good so I had to read it and it was good. a trickle of music from a well |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
And here I thought only my bones, spoke moans to me. Nice one Susie. Ed |
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brian sites Senior Member
since 2002-06-25
Posts 1475usa |
haunting Sue  nice to see you here |
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