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Pleads to Restart art of half heart when you miss chart of an smart mart in an compart of cart which was only a subpart of flowchart for a modern heart.
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Jun 17, 2020
Jun 17, 2020 at 3:50 AM UTC
Shopping
Rip me apart and cart me off to somewhere unknown Cut through the top plunge fingers deep disgusting, wet, and slick Rip out the innards make hollow for your own pleasure Unmoving it sits and waits for the rest to come The carving the face always comes out ugly At last light the fire and watch it glow In the bright flames of a dark night they'll be left there Until they're rotting scrape up the remains and dump the body
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Oct 20, 2019
Oct 20, 2019 at 10:36 PM UTC
"Pumpkin"
a whirl on heels with a shrew could strew the map with their features a cartographer drew in their wild fantasy with red carpet with their faction pursued a revolution with Stanton à la carte
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Feb 3, 2019
Feb 3, 2019 at 7:21 AM UTC
woman
I nearly forgot my broken part Till you took a blowtorch and cauterized my heart You devastated me, with your art Don't think of yourself as smart In love my brain from my heart departs I always put the horse behind the cart
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Mar 6, 2016
Mar 6, 2016 at 11:03 AM UTC
Devastated by Your Art
I nearly forgot my broken part Till you took a blowtorch and cauterized my heart You devastated me, with your art Don't think of yourself as smart In love my brain from my heart departs I always put the horse behind the cart
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Jan 28, 2016
Jan 28, 2016 at 11:15 AM UTC
My Broken Part
The wheels on the cart Go scoop *** pop Scoopy got **** *** *** Grand pas old bus is dead in the shop Give hundred smackers To bring it home.
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Jul 16, 2015
Jul 16, 2015 at 6:28 PM UTC
**** cart
What sights are seen around this flower cart The ever changing sea of humanity The exciting sounds that shout about life, young and old alike living to the fullest and some unfortunately not Young and old busying themselves in fast-foot-paces Vendors of every nationality pre-existing into one nation Besides a lot of people stopping long enough... to buy and smell the flowers I raise my petals to the sun, sitting in this whitened cart a fragrance bundled joy... Please take me home and gently whisper close to me... I'll send you      to      my      love            forever be Filled to the brim with goodies for your nose and colors for your eyes, while in the middle of beehive hustling this whitened cart of ours holds little flowery kisses helping to kiss away your hectic day Here time stands still for you and entwined magic leafy flower wands help change your worldly view A kindly wink from nature      A kindly gift from you... I once fantasized a fantasy of lilacs of ferns of forget-me-nots and many more All herded two by two onto a pushing ark-cart of white But soon a flood of humanity encircled that ark-cart you see And soon they stormed their yearnings for fresh fragrance for lilacs for ferns for forget me notes and many more And the outcome was a pleasant calamity as you can easily see For those blossoms were all swept overboard, caught in the wavy arms by the sea of humanity...
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Sep 27, 2014
Sep 27, 2014 at 2:41 PM UTC
Tales from the flower cart