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Once upon a...
Contributed by
reilt
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Thursday, 22nd April 2004 @ 02:47:50 PM in AEST
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Thought I knew you well
Or myself,
How the story ends.
There are dolls close to Narnia...
Lion, Witch, Wardrobe,
*****...?
Who am I? What?
The created child of your dream?
Punish me...
Sticks and stones...
When I am boneless anyway.
The Christopher Robin in me
Has learned,
Maybe,
That you are salt licking wounds
And you salivate
The villan of a fairytale
We conjured in
A haste of
One upon a...
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reilt
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2004-04-22 14:47:50]
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Re: Once upon a...
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by Remy on
Thursday, 22nd April 2004 @ 02:55:53 PM AEST
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interesting, i liked the allusion to narnia... great write! ;0)
~Remy~ |
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Re: Once upon a...
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by Former_Member on
Thursday, 22nd April 2004 @ 02:57:53 PM AEST
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whooops...typo on my part...guess ya all know anyway but the last line should read...
Once upon a...
thanks for reading...reilt** |
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