My Mornings were Filled with Nightmares and Pies

Member since 2004 · Posted 28 Jul 2005 · 2 comments

Raspberry hate Molesting my plate Can I escape My blueberry fate Nothing but lies Nothing but pies Sweet smelling clouds Darken my skies Marshmellow pain Blackberry rain Beaten to death With a long sugar cane These are the thoughts These are the notions Choking my throat Like apple pie potions

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[10] zodiac 29-Jul-05/4:18 AM Reply

"Sweet smelling clouds Darken my skies" is the best description of the men's tent at an Arab wedding I've ever read.

[10] Lindz14 17-Aug-05/4:39 PM Reply

Wow...This is great -10-
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