rancid
by TheRedCockroach (Member) - published: January 7, 2011
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Category - Poetry
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no no no
blink
yes yes yes
the road turns crooked
a little peak under the hood
wet dreams hunger and licking lips

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nature weeps, the devil sings
at man’s greed and pride
and what it brings

just lots of useless
little things…

"He was the brightest of all the stars
of heaven, and even ripped and torn
in half, he still shone with a fire of a
billion suns. With a mighty roar
and a Big Bang, he imploded and
exploded out of the nothingness; and
the flow of Time began.”

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by TheRedCockroach

up in your Grill
a killer moment.

( Posted by: Bobby7L [Member] On: January 7, 2011 )

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