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Apr 19
She told him that if an inch was a mile,
          that her footstep would have been
all it took..

"It doesn't matter the length of the road,
     its the engine that drives you on it

Well love yours is a 50cc and that doesn't
                   get me anywhere fast...
Jesus my stick vibrates
                          at I higher speed than that.

And doesn't run out of gas that quick,
                                   splutter, splutter..

It isn't true what they say about shoe size,
                    what a dam pity....
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
(On Oblivions Doorstep)   
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