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My poems , like my ***** on a good day confident and dangerous. after first impressions a respectable acceptable , so I have been told Creativity comes confident like a thunderbolt hard on   my mighty sword I stand behind , I swagger as it sways. like the poems I embrace first impression holds weight... and tease ...begging for capture fluttering just out of reach like a lurking weightless wolverine for every stroke of clever ink ironic I tug timeless hours  exhausting a rhythmic trance of the impatient night flaccid and empty i hold nothing but shame and waste until a pulse, there is no  flame the inferno can stand behind
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Dec 14, 2012
Dec 14, 2012 at 7:37 PM UTC
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My poems , like my ***** on a good day confident and dangerous. after first impressions a respectable acceptable , so I have been told Creativity comes confident like a thunderbolt hard on   my mighty sword I stand behind , I swagger as it sways. like the poems I embrace first impression holds weight... and tease ...begging for capture fluttering just out of reach like a lurking weightless wolverine for every stroke of clever ink ironic I tug timeless hours  exhausting a rhythmic trance of the impatient night flaccid and empty i hold nothing but shame and waste until a pulse, there is no  flame the inferno can stand behind
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Dec 14, 2012
Dec 14, 2012 at 7:37 PM UTC
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