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  • Other Poetry Re: my poem bout my mom this is true

    You claim a lie tht wouldnt have been true till you finally did it you rip out your own dughters heart and will nvr heal dont you understand this girl ...

    Nov 23, 2012
  • Lounge, The Re: im new

    some one plz help me write a boo

    Nov 23, 2012


Russets and tangerine shades of old gold flushing the very outside edge of the senses ... deep shining ochres, burnt umber and parchments of baked earth—reflecting on itself and through itself, filtering the light.
— Guildenstern (Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead by Tom Stoppard)