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Charlie Baby
Contributed by
LilaPearl
on
Friday, 8th February 2013 @ 03:29:04 PM in AEST
Topic:
drugabuse
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How did we get to this single wide room
It is much to small for this double entredre
We reverse and sprawl out but it seems
To keep us
Those small rolled up paper pieces
I find in my skirt folds
Confuse and connive me
Till I want a blow out
My dear the plastic you found in the rubbage
Has positive signs now
For human existence
Baubles and boils, bums and good baggage
Has nothing to do with the bree in the oven
Come now, my stallion, will you pick and choose one
Run revved like a mustang or calm
Like a wagon
Your face is knotted up and your smile is tarnished
Breathe through your nose now or manage you can not
The ocean it calls
It calls and you listen
Copyright ©
LilaPearl
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2013-02-08 15:29:04]
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Re: Charlie Baby
(User Rating: 1 )
by dvtpdw on
Friday, 8th February 2013 @ 07:47:39 PM AEST
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| Your words carry the anguish of soul and the profound hope of tomorrow. I felt drawn to them, and must follow until the end. Nice write. Thank you for sharing, P |
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Re: Charlie Baby
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by NightMareShoGun on
Monday, 11th February 2013 @ 12:26:11 PM AEST
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| nicely done detail of this poem is very atonishing |
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