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| Open Poetry #33 |
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drunk lust |
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mrmojorisin5908 Member
since 2004-05-03
Posts 103Colorado |
Im drunk... the philosophy in me was lost in a trance of fear come hear the mill cannot cut the wind cannot blow and i'm sitting in a trance blow me to the past preceding a futur i cannot reveal unscrupulous to doubt in the ways of the dead Andrew A. |
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dinky Member
since 2002-10-19
Posts 258 |
this was really good, i enjoyed it "UH de nah nah nah..." |
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Contabo Member
since 2001-11-21
Posts 159 |
You have a good thought with this...but need to do a spell check. When the first word is wrong...it kind of throws the whole thing off. Contabo |
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mrmojorisin5908 Member
since 2004-05-03
Posts 103Colorado |
I was drunk when i wrote it, thats why the spelling isnt corredt and what makes the poem have meaning and beauty Andrew A. |
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