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| "...putting love into books..." (W.F.) |
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pressed candles
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| Clumsyfool, 2010-05-31 |
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| Nosey neighboors |
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my homes windowes reveals
bare
your heart
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| Clumsyfool, 2010-05-31 |
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| Lover letter |
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can weathered richs posses
divine emeralds ????
lover write me
men steal this ocean bed
and i
yet how to fair insane
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| Clumsyfool, 2010-05-31 |
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| Do your homework (the ends Don't justify the means |
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more thoughts change the music
gives the spirit of innocents rich
and ultimately that propose
is to love
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| Clumsyfool, 2010-05-31 |
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| Memorial day |
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that breakfast never be
a lifes forever dinner
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| Clumsyfool, 2010-05-31 |
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| insane voices |
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(adj) rich
the think
softly
firm mees love
curve him
share a necklace as home
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| Clumsyfool, 2010-05-30 |
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| Mirror, mirror of the rhyme... |
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boat seas
poet bees
the dragon snakes beside the hill
men do
dove blue
thoughts haste
in the lazy fair
hearts of the lovebirdes wine
or whos the greater friend of time
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| Clumsyfool, 2010-05-30 |
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| What is it??? |
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comfort lie breathing by the ocean firm
face crying a ravished wet perfume
thou appear as a great soul insane
smoke burning rose free
of the head heavily thought joy like naked
so tender this world
be safe
but here silent ice gentlely
on human eyes
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| Clumsyfool, 2010-05-30 |
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| What is it??? |
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desire arising
thee bodys flutter stilled
can thee give our earth this struggle
nor can night give long
allure but gives it
forever
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| Clumsyfool, 2010-05-30 |
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| What is it??? |
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how wild be the cruel summer purpose
mistress soft lonely burning try
the primal clock call her lily years
nor maiden bosom be her rough castle hard
her shape the dry struggle head stretch overly
hilles grass vale thy moons awakening
then the birds call an angels ecstasy
that such rivers own
children live
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| Clumsyfool, 2010-05-30 |
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