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Published: 2004-05-05 06:55:31 +0000 UTC; Views: 60; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 9
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eh, why not...here's another poem for all you lovely readers out there.I wrote this one last night...after a numbing walk to a child's hideing place. Things are getting better for me every day....
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rockisdeaddclxvi [2004-05-11 15:02:16 +0000 UTC]
I'll write until my fingers can't move
love that line..fitting way to end it...
dw
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malignancy In reply to rockisdeaddclxvi [2004-05-11 16:07:31 +0000 UTC]
haha, I already write too much. I have the nastiest writers callis(or however you spell that shit) on my right hand. I guess I press too hard, but they say if I stop writing, it would go away.haha, I think they lie.
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champignon [2004-05-05 14:45:53 +0000 UTC]
this is really moving- lovely imagery you;ve got-
'My childhood is being paved over with streets,'
brilliant
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malignancy In reply to champignon [2004-05-05 18:10:13 +0000 UTC]
it's so true though.
Thank you so much for all the kind words, all the time.
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