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I don't know if it was something I ate or drank,
at the local Mexican restaurant, or just the heat -
the last to go are my conscious thoughts.
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Instinct kicks in as midnight dawns.
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the pain unbarable death insane
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Woke up from a needed sleep
I felt something start to creep -
Pastry / By: Julia L. Clark / My eyes have tasted a delicious treat, beyond the grills of heaven. / Enchanting of pastries is whispering, tby theredcatjazzoflove 75 lines, 10 comments, on Feb 10 8:24 AM. In Contest, dark Abstract, Dark, Free Write, Bizarre
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the ice is loud beneath my feet.
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by Edna Sweetlove 20 lines, 10 comments, on Oct 21 3:13 PM 2007. In Adult, Shakespearian Parody, Triple Buttock Poetry, Erotica, Bizarre
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by theredcatjazzoflove 20 lines, 3 comments, on Jul 29 10:22 PM 2007. In Contest, Bizarre, Adult, Sex
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The soft subtle flow / Through my eyelids / Reminds me of waves: / Salty gossamer fresh / Foaming lacy embryonic. / Strands, branching, / Fork - /
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Bella was a homely child
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by Edna Sweetlove 42 lines, 48 comments, on Dec 10 8:15 AM 2006. In Adult humour, Erotica, Adventure, Bizarre, Scabs, Prose
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Shackled to thy memories,
Tortured by a scent
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