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Petrol Station
Contributed by
b3nnehboi
on
Monday, 12th April 2010 @ 05:34:12 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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On Red I am a Puppet. Tickle my nose Right hand side Pull the trigger She sits Passenger side Shes off my mind
Wedding ring? Petals pressed Roses are red- You know the rest Hand outstretched Windscreen Mess Hands on your head Pulled the trigger.
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Re: Petrol Station
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 13th April 2010 @ 06:06:18 AM AEST (User
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This is wonderful, you capture the feeling so well.
I like your style, keep writing.
Cheers,
Mickey. |
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Re: Petrol Station
(User Rating: 1 ) by qwaseder on
Friday, 16th April 2010 @ 03:11:14 AM AEST (User
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Niiiiiccceee......
got a talent man |
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