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Jerry It was to be a cold winter, I knew, but I didn’t care much, for I’d always had a ...
hawk - Mar 17, 2005 - 3 min read
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Some kind of wonderful. I met Lee on the subway, tracks to London and back, and he smiled when I ...
hawk - Mar 17, 2005 - 2 min read
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Why is there no delete button? Don't like this poem. so I wanted to get rid of it.
the_red_gem - Mar 17, 2005 - 1 min read
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We don't know there are unknown unknowns. There aren't things we don't know we know. We also don't know there ...
Voynaria - Mar 17, 2005 - 1 min read
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The Vacuum People will not necessarily be transient. The rumour that they are something other than awfully transitory Ought to ...
Voynaria - Mar 17, 2005 - 1 min read
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this gigantic sphere filled with all these people, with oceans, with everything. revolves around something more than the sun. it ...
emotion_less - Mar 16, 2005 - 1 min read
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I see you standing in a crowd my heart beats faster as you turn around you give me a smile ...
KinkyMonkey - Mar 16, 2005 - 1 min read
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Do you want to know a secret a secret that is true as long as you dont tell anyone i ...
KinkyMonkey - Mar 16, 2005 - 1 min read
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We laugh, we cry we talk about that sexy guy we bitch,we talk we laugh aloud as we go a ...
KinkyMonkey - Mar 16, 2005 - 1 min read
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Should i laugh becoz we're friends or cry becoz thats all we'll ever be i know its not a poem ...
KinkyMonkey - Mar 16, 2005 - 1 min read
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Life is FREE STUFF I got what I wanted and You want my blood on your hands You seem to ...
Tarrossesgirl - Mar 16, 2005 - 1 min read
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This is my first poem on this thing but i only made it up just now so it is off ...
KinkyMonkey - Mar 16, 2005 - 1 min read
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"it is the definition of madness to do the same thing over and over and expect a different result."----- Einstein ...
Chanson - Mar 16, 2005 - 2 min read
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Rei - Mar 16, 2005 - 1 min read
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Dear Jonathon Leroux and family: This is an invitation to attend the wedding of Sir. John Edwards and Miss Elizabeth ...
Kay Kay - Mar 16, 2005 - 1 min read