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Heroine

as not you with yarmulke delivering yogurts past the age of curdle what you asked from me a cuddle as in a tent you phantom I'll be drooling for thank you your mistake as many tests show will be a park ranger to deliver needles clean the life of certain as a choice and not sunday school waiting in line every saturday for chicken but the rest of the week peanut butter to cajoled an heart and a pee I wish I had a dick to tell you all and if my dog take a leak on a fire hydrant no thanks to you my camp close to the loonies as discharged not to clog the jail I kept them quiet at night with sing song a lullaby and one two three may be a tree get your broom to make it clean

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Date: 12/5/2015 9:04:00 AM
What a lovely poem! Spectacular and mind romancing. A 7 and an excellent share
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Date: 10/19/2015 4:32:00 PM
Hi Catherine, love this, you bring out a certain uniqueness on the subject, from points of your view?, but what ever, love the poetry.
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Catherine Labeau
Date: 11/28/2015 5:27:00 AM
those were the days when I on a bench kept quiet the pipe of crack heroine around the corner. now all clean thanks to me with ibogaine smuggle for me seven hours of the worse trip ever the pain the paint I went for miles on my own and voila twas then now gave away the tattoo equipment to make a boxe to a youth incredible it's sign with a smile from P Roger and come with allen the ginsberg visiting the music of antology Harry smith living in my aviary for six month until I run out of eggs and a pack or two of cigarettes never sharing my matress the music still sing in blue
Date: 10/18/2015 3:23:00 PM
Hi Catherine. I was intrigued by this write and your choice of words. Wonderful use of the abstract ~~X~~
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Catherine Labeau
Date: 10/18/2015 7:38:00 PM
and two boxes of buttons I smile here but check pandora not to confused with twitter tatter and a bag of potatoes I still cook

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