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| Me...In 500 words or less... |
Who I am... A hillbilly princess with some witchy ways. Waiting to find out "what does it all mean?" I have an opinion on nearly everything- just ask me. Sharp wit, razor tongue. I try to avoid sunrises and the worst place to be is in a Denny's at 3 AM. Often disenchanted...I still haven't found a label that fits. | ||||||||||||||||
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Liquid people love like wind bruise with sound burn yet consume C. His liquid wild love bruises her glass tongue Their evening summer secret she consumes him The wind burns red. C. | When Good People Write Bad Things... | ||||||||||||||||
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| Stuff that isn't bad... |
Oh pleeeze! You know you wanna push it! Crow Poems | ||||||||||||||||
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