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Poem Number 141
Cold and frosty morning
Cant find the words to say
About the things
Caught in my mind.
and twisted out of play
The things I think of I can not say
and yet i sit back and watch as the sun comes up, letting me know it's another day
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This salon has nothing to live for.
:)~
YarHar
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Well go curl up and die - YarHomo
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You'd like that wouldn't you? Then you could make love to my corpse.
:)~
YarHar
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Haha. YarHar gotcha there. Err, umm, could I possibly watch? It might help get my, err, creative juices flowing.
Stephen King
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You said it butt plug.
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