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Mar 27, 2009
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Midway to Nowhere
'I was born half alive,
the other half partly insane.'
she dribbles inaudibly,
grinning coquettishly;
and between,
there is no apology.
Even the deaf can fathom
underhanded effrontery.
She however, will not brandish fangs
without syrup.
the other half partly insane.'
she dribbles inaudibly,
grinning coquettishly;
and between,
there is no apology.
Even the deaf can fathom
underhanded effrontery.
She however, will not brandish fangs
without syrup.
— crypticbard, Mar 27, 2009
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KambateSpike
17 years 2 months ago
This really grabbed my attention
Frederick Kesner
17 years 2 months ago
Thanks
t. reflexion
17 years 2 months ago
I love it
Frederick Kesner
17 years 2 months ago
Thanks