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The Good Pussy Jan 2015
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writerReader Jan 2015
love me
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love me
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Paulo Mielmiczuk Dec 2015
(2011)

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Ellie Shelley Sep 2014
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Mohd Arshad Nov 2018
Love
Is not money
To be hoarded

It is to be spent
Not only on oneself
But on others in a greater amount
Johnny Noiπ Apr 2018
she is the diamond I wear in my heart
like a charm from the center of the galaxy;
look at me;
the omniversal the universe
is too big a place for such a
small one dimensional planet;
where did the love go; the whole earth
couldn't contain it; the earth
is a broken jug stuck in the 18th
century where u don't ever want to be;
listen to Lizzie's words, she'll
tell u of the **** in the streets
the cobblestone busting heads &
kicking horses until the wind blows
through the mirror & shattered windows
that should be examined by a witch doctor
who get the second opinion of a plague
doctor; sprinkling her grave w/ wild
strawberry seeds so she'll always
have a red bush of poison berries
children love to eat, choke on & die

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