Dark Poetry #4 |
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Poka Dotted Lace |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Struck sleepy state illusionary Decipher relationship Vile in the mud Hole in the ship Somewhere, someone either or Cold dust frosted ice Frozen soul Greet Him sir Archbishop relax calm chill The crazy winds howling still Did you forget Whats your name Scratching itch pull it in A love on top Its Jesus my friend Swallow whole what you eat Desire thought destiny dream Luck was foreign Delicate taste where you hide Darkness even in Him confide, Angels So what if my wings are too scratched, cut, and beat up to fly... I'll walk. |
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