twenty five minutes
By HiramDiaz
Twenty five minutes until we're replicated - mixed within a moistened orifice, pushed back out after nine months of fearful incubation. She smiles nervously, praying that ignorance will flesh out; praying that consequence will not drape itself with our misdirected flesh. Twenty five minutes till the next episode begins; till Heated-Passion steers clear of Consequence. Twenty five minutes until we are where we will never be.it's kinda sloppy...ummm....ill take your critical analysis of this very thoughtfully. hiram Written November 15th, 2001 © on Nov 15 2001 06:15 AM PST 0 • 10
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