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Progressive.
Contributed by
liamleash
on
Friday, 10th April 2009 @ 04:16:07 PM in AEST
Topic:
abstract
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She kicks dirt into my face. Screaming do not enter this place. I let her go she was no good for me. Theres something paranormal about what i see. So tensed up the walls rip wide. I laugh at her failings so she cried.
Help! Im overboard in the sea. She used to always leave the stuff up to me. I just close my eyes I have harder decision to make. Like to do i go to sleep or do i stay awake. In this dirt cold earth. Everytime i turn around. I find a body facedown. I live my life.
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2009-04-10 16:16:07] (Date/Time posted on
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