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Free verse № 112052

School 61

by unnesessary

Member since 2004 · Posted 10 Sep 2004 · 8 comments

Behind school 61 in that naive field of days flown by, stands the carved trunk with the names and hearts of Patricia Street. On that forsaken high-grass lot still stands the willow tree that shadowed the love of wishes - still casts the perfect shade of once. Like a wide-eyed monument protecting wishes - And I'll wait for you in Bloomington and miss you in between.

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8 comments

[7] deleted user 11-Sep-04/1:59 PM Reply
Patricia street is needlessly ambiguous because it could be a person or a street.
[0] horus8 11-Sep-04/2:14 PM Reply
Fuck you nigger
[10] klosterfobik › horus8 11-Sep-04/6:21 PM Reply
Whore us ate,are you really that half-witted?
[5] LintyWeenis 11-Sep-04/4:25 PM Reply
Hm.
[9] Dovina 12-Sep-04/12:18 PM Reply
I should vote 1 in retaliation, butI rather like this.
[n/a] unnesessary › Dovina 15-Sep-04/12:36 PM Reply
Your right - sorry.
I just did'nt care for the whole Tennessee thing.
[0] <{Baba^Yaga}> 15-Sep-04/2:42 PM Reply
A well pinched and lubricated fuckberry traveling gingerly through a tic's colon.
[n/a] unnesessary › <{Baba^Yaga}> 15-Sep-04/10:51 PM Reply
Please suck me jeremy.