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he is..the pure spiritshe is..
drip from the wicked he sits..
not deserving of a name his title simply "he"
under the shelter
of a sterilised world tattoo stains course his body all flashbacks, moments ..of the time
he thought he understood a brown paper bag
all that seems
to satisfy the need
the whine like blood that now
.. surges through his heart
by ~shortyporty
28th october 2006where does she belong.. when her thoughts turn against the wind28th october 2006
where does she belong.. when her words turn to rain ..slowly begining to disapate
where does she belong.. when her face gradually fades ..slowly begining to be replace
where does she belong.. when the sound of laughter is lost in thunder of her desires
by ~shortyporty
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