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Re: Continuous Poem - All of ours. Participate! :D -
January 16th 2012, 04:14 PM
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Writers Block Condition: Dead. WOO.
With her eyes closed, throat sore, and a mouth full of cold rocks
You can see the glow of the joint in her hand, she can't stop
Life's in lock, feels lost, still stuck in this pot
That she's been swimming in since the last time she looked at the clock
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