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 Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2007 9:06 am
Dinner
by Misty
Please pass me your hostility,
I believe we are out of salt.
Trying to stir-fry the weather,
I unleash devouring fault.
Gluttonously your time is filled,
but some minutes have no flavor.
Abundantly, Jesus did bleed,
so you can’t have a woman savior.
Accusations season your stew.
Watered down by self-exemption.
My appetite burns in your rage,
as I wait your consumption.
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Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2007 3:58 pm
wow... my vote in the poll is true about this. i liked it a lot. keep up the good work!
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 12:39 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2007 12:14 pm
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