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Sharp Nails Cross The Line

Sharp Nails Cross The Line

A Poem by Furious George

I think there was a succubi in my sleep.

I Am Night

I Am Night

A Poem by Furious George

encounter from the past..

I don't want you, I know I do.

I don't want you, I know I do.

A Poem by Furious George

I remember those eyes from somewhere

I remember those eyes from somewhere

A Poem by Furious George

Don't Forget

Don't Forget

A Poem by Furious George

Our Ups Their Downs

Our Ups Their Downs

A Poem by Furious George

My Body Works

My Body Works

A Poem by Furious George

Cycles

Cycles

A Poem by Furious George

Who's going to listen when you don't?

Who's going to listen when you don't?

A Poem by Furious George

I'm George.

I'm George.

A Poem by Furious George

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