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by judih
Posted to Action Poetry on 2001-08-25 19:30:00
Parent message is 9875
Daydancing by the night time moon
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I held my exqusite corpse in my hoochie
coochie arms..
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with roman candles shooting off overhead..
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your breath upon my neck, your deadly charms, a hoax
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music like poison pumping our guts