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"Orange? So rude and round placed gently on the table Ripped from the outside and so frighteningly exposed You poor orange, a protective shell to hide you from the world. A color and a food both humili..."

"Enjoying the flow of things Black roses and crying children chipped and fading nailpolish shatterd glass on the kitchen floor Inkless pens and penless secretaries cheating on your wife with the cat T..."

"Our bodies so close, yet so far apart. Lying next to him, happy and sleepless. Too short eternity, or so it seems. Is it possible for him to like such a creature as me? Am I being led on? Eskimo and b..."

"Sitting together watching, waiting, listening. A cough,a sneeze,a yawn. Crunches of popcorn, sips of Mr. Pibb. A smile on my face as I smell this wonderfull cologne. Although just a tee-shirt and shor..."

"My poor hands shake with fear as the silence envelopes me. You'd see nude newspaper, she saw wrapping paper. How creative to look beyond her eyes. I gaze now, lying in my bed, up at my ceiling. Thoug..."

"So many signs point to Jeremy, Trust me they do. But how can I love you when love isn't true? Madonna states it plainly, It's just something that we do. But you won't do it, and don't ask me to. The..."

"Sitting at your office desk, reading all your mail. On the ground I sat and saw, Only the airplanes tail. Remorse and thunder sound about, throughout the unsafe ground. Fear and terror go throughout,..."

"She smiled still so sweetly with a knife in one dead hand a slash a gash beneath her chin yet still her smile so innocent She didn't know her white shirt-red or that her vision-lost but all she seeme..."

"MUST BREAK THIS TENSION! You're too serious!!! Your silence equals seriousness your seriousness equals sadness your sadness equals tears my tears equals my death Why do you speak of eager whales wallo..."

"Jean   brown eyed     black shirted         smirk of the moon.               Does thou knowest thy destination???             2 o'clock AM Clickety clack with my keyboard     to Britt Cagnina. ..."

"What the hell is a bitch? An un bearable itch? Warded off with a switch? Shiver up the back-twitch?? Is it measured by the colour of its hair? probably with much to spare.. One to which you'd give no..."

"girl blue eyes, little nose smile of the heavenly stars giggle in the wind Written March 23rd, 2002 © on Mar 22 2002 03:03 PM PST   10 • 0"

"Mouse beady eyed lil' mouse inquizitive lil' being hiding beneath they hay Written March 23rd, 2002 © on Mar 22 2002 03:08 PM PST   10 • 0"

"Burning As I burnt my hand the flowers looked so nice to burn with my soul Written March 23rd, 2002 © on Mar 22 2002 03:12 PM PST   10 • 0"

"bed blue is of my bed flowers are on my bed too what a lovely place Written March 23rd, 2002 © on Mar 22 2002 03:16 PM PST   10 • 0"

"smiles smiles in the wind cry as children cry with out smiles so smile and don't cry! Written March 23rd, 2002 © on Mar 22 2002 03:20 PM PST   10 • 0"

"mirror what is a mirror? it only shows how we look to some that is all Written March 23rd, 2002 © on Mar 22 2002 03:24 PM PST   10 • 0"

"OOOOOOOOO! The pain in my back grows with every creak of my bed My eyes droop more with every tick of my electric alarm clock... HA!!! Electric alarm clock...how foolish of me! Electric alarm clocks d..."

"What is death? Where will I go? (if anywhere) Am I even human? Or are we all aliens?... having swiped "earth" from the dinasaurs! WE ARE SO CHEAP! Oh but, back to the subject... Will I just fade away?..."

"YO HOMY G DOG! What the hell? what the hell did I just write? I don't s'pose it makes a hell of a difference, eh? So I'm sitting here, listening to the footprints of the crazies down the street! "OH ..."

"The night before Easter I was not all aware Sitting on my keester not looking for any ole hare I painted my egges I filled my easter basket with grass Sprawled, strecthing my legs anything could pass..."

"Ever heard the saying..."you'll catch your death"? Well your death is my death portrayed by the same character administering different ends. So we won't catch our own but then you wouldn't have to ca..."

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