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Breeze-Mist Dec 2017
Here is a plant that could cut your thumb
From a strange frond does it become
With its pieces cut fresh
It can disolve your flesh
We'll give it to you as a sign of welcome
I suspect the custom grew out of a misunderstood backhanded insult.
B Chapman Nov 2017
I gave up.
I no longer search,
seeking your approval,
acceptance,
or affection.

I sat bleeding,
panicked,
right before you.
You simply asked
if the blade was okay.
writerReader Jan 2015
there was an old man
he wore a billowing cape
ebony his eyes
writerReader Jan 2015
"Keanu Reeves, eh?"
as the Canadians say
his hair is ravens
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