voidsparrow
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Those hats are no longer allowedA Poem by voidsparrowJames Tate inspired oddness |
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inanimate orphanageA Poem by voidsparrowabout a kitchen |
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two left feetA Poem by voidsparrowi can sing this, someone bring a guitar and we should hang out and make noise |
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wall street urban legendA Poem by voidsparrowunfinished, much more to come |
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the meaning of lifeA Poem by voidsparrowand we complain about games being to realistic... |
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gypsyA Poem by voidsparrowabout a dancer. this is for the guys :) |
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something smells fishy...A Poem by voidsparrowno, get your head out of the gutter.... i will work on this some more, its not quite right. |
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finders keepersA Poem by voidsparrowabout a book |
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ghostsA Poem by voidsparrowif you listen hard enough... |
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An ode to the bricksA Poem by voidsparrowi have been looking for this one, and am glad i found it. one of my favorites, writen while i should have been studying for art history :) |
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