delapruch
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australia?A Poem by delapruchjust when you thought our head was as far up our a*s as we could possibly stuff it… |
it beginsA Poem by delapruch“It has to start somewhere It has to start sometime What better place than here? What better time than now?” -from the song, .. |
greener (screaming from the soapbox)A Poem by delapruchsee note from reviewers. |
the gunslinging americanA Poem by delapruch“We serial killers are your sons, we are your husbands, we are everywhere. And there will be more of your children dead tomorrow" -Ted Bundy .. |
the sandals & shorts guyA Poem by delapruchplease, stop this man. |
the usedA Poem by delapruchnothing promised is ever pure, when compared to that which simply happens of its own accord. |
the quietedA Poem by delapruchnever have there been louder screams than from within the quieted. |
the wingersA Poem by delapruchif you go as far as you can in one direction you might just become exactly what you’re running from. |
dire reflectionA Poem by delapruchand the nothingness swallows you whole. |