It’s an illusion
Sink to the bottom with me
We’ll play in the mud
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November 20, 2009 at 11:22 am
Why not!
November 20, 2009 at 5:10 pm
i like a dirty poem.
November 21, 2009 at 9:33 am
don’t we all 🙂