<{Baba^Yaga}>21 Feb 2003
"Why talk of a friendly hand! My great advantage is that i can laugh at old lying loves and put to shame those deceitful couples,--I saw the hell of wommen back there;-- and I shall be free to possess truth in one soul and body."
April-August 1873
Arthur Rimbaud aka. horus8.
And god spoke life into things that he had gethered together from what he had around him, and with the poetry of his words he made a man, and from the poetic dance of the bent bone from adam's chest came Eve.
her poetry was stolen and not magic, but the words of beasts.
horus8 Feb 2003 in the form of a sea nile russian witch.
I want to say that you make sense.
But i can only dwell upon the fact that "thank god i never slept with you." imagine that, what a relief
User Ornella Muti replied to your Poemranker poem "Your word's hurt, only you.".
Their comment was:
Yes, farewell. You got on top but you didn't get in. Haha. Satan can't come in. Ciao. Go fuck Joel
now maybe he'll throw another $9k in your face. And maybe Nadine wouldn't have to work at Boston Market.
Yes, she would she doesn't even have a high school diploma. But hey she could hand tissue at any club
in LA. I hear that pays minimum wage.
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User Ornella Muti replied to your Poemranker poem "Your word's hurt, only you.".
Their comment was:
I am sure I'd be the last person...that's why you kept coming back to me. You talk shit and you come
back. Yes, physical attraction does wonders. I know she is from LA. She told me the first time we
spoke. YOu said Texas. Yes, you said I wish she would pack her shit and just take off somewhere far
like Texas (you said that) Yes you did. But you are a liar, so whatever. Do you really think I give a
fuck that you want to marry an ugly, un educated bitch? That's your choice. Haha. Sorry. Could've had
Michelle. And look at what you ended up with....hahaha. Seriously, go do some drugs...and od..please.
You are without a soul, or capacity to care for anyone but yourself. Bitch. See you in the grave.
It's hard to imagine that a college education has gotten you this far. Children in trailer parks around the world atleast have that as hope