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Apr 2016
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The dream not formed cannot die


We  worship half formed images

That look like deformed lovers

Thrown like discarded toys

Onto some doll house bed !

Oh !

Semi - human girl !

Formed from some

Cookie -cutter idea of Man

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Our suburban minds  !

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Up and down on the swings

Whoopie !!

Let's get naked and take pictures of ourselves !

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Romance !!

How I love you what's your name ?

I think I'm in love with your **** / let's go home

Where forever awaits

And my ***** too


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Hey hey

Babe

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Maybe someday something good may happen

I don't know what

But we will hold each safe and secure in each other's arms

For a minute or two maybe

Until the drugs wear off

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You are so good !

I love your pretty *** and eyes

)(

Yes

Ain't nothin more YE need in a girl

But a pretty *** and eyes



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Written by
Jeffrey Robin  Yuba city. Cal
(Yuba city. Cal)   
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