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You're drinking to the defeat of
innocence, your enchanted ego
swelling like the darkening
crescents above your cheekbones.
Intoxicated slumbers don't
always follow your daring
agenda. They trick (or treat)
your vision, making the 10-cent
eye candy rethink their pricing.
The party ended a few hours ago;
you fell with pelvic thrusts
in time to your signature
7/8 heartbeat when the pseudo-
whores lap dancing for
blow-pop babies
toasted a drink to victory.
- by Aphrodite f l y t r a p |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/15/2008 |
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Comments (7 Comments)
- soulisevil - 06/09/2009
- wtf is this?? ok i believe every one can be a poet, but this is confusing.....wordy
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- Bella Ayomide - 07/17/2008
- Oh, the bitterness! It's *beautiful.*
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- Aphrodite f l y t r a p - 07/17/2008
- I love you all. 4laugh heart
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- TheVoiceOfCreation - 07/16/2008
- Oh, oh! This.... THIS I love. -insert a million hearts- <3
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- bohemian_lover_boy - 07/16/2008
- I LOVE YOU, KARA! <3's to the max
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- Toastbusters - 07/16/2008
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I love how trained this is; beautiful use of axis.
There's not a single superfluous word - everything is where it's supposed to be; and as a result, every syllable cuts like a ******** knife. Incredible. - Report As Spam
- Aphrodite f l y t r a p - 07/15/2008
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4laugh
Thank you, guys! heart
I've been thinking of going back through it and editing again. hehe - Report As Spam