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Post by DreamCatcher on Nov 15, 2007 0:28:43 GMT -5
ill logical audible chronicles of philosophical muscle implodes in puzzled code supple tones double, honed cyclones of prose corrode clones that drone and glow, posed in hope salvation is a dream they salivate for what gleams but now its too late to receive the elation they need escape from the nation, its greed beats what breaths til it bleeds seeds crushed and stunted beings bunched and corrupted confronted or hunted suctioned, abducted fuck this destruction enough with reductive instructions that suck dust from our luscious planet
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Post by bythewurd on Nov 16, 2007 11:38:40 GMT -5
Too tight...this is I couldn't begin to pick a fav verse dynamic Blessssss
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Post by R.E.T.S. on Jan 24, 2008 3:26:19 GMT -5
And once again... DC, with an amazing display.
Wow, man... I'm going to miss your pen!
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