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you will never understand me completely
no matter how much I tell you everything there will always be more left unsaid I have ways about me that bog me down in my own little world wear size is circumcized by my situations We could sit here all day and argue about nothing and it would mean something as we slit our throats and squeeze our necks I am spit on a sidewalk as far as I am concerned with life and letting go moving on and trying again to learn You can pardon me if you will whenever the whatever it is gains conciousness to know that I am a hook unlined We need our spaces and time is too short to carry this on as it was never intended how it is between hopes and dreams blurred |
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Nice write:
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very nice J
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Thank You!
Abra pkd 2kM - For some strange reason, I woke up today and thought about how you enjoy my sexual side of poetry. It reminded me of my poems I wrote a few months back called, "The Dirty Dozen" I remember I had wrote 10 of 12 of these poems. Well this has been eating at me until I finish it and forcing myself to write in this mood does me no justice that I can appreciate. Sooo! today I felt the itch and scratched it. I am posting number 11 and once I think of 12 I will add it to that post. I know I am being lazy not rehashing the old post but the time consumed to find it could take awhile seeing as how it is probably around 200 pages back. 
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Thank You! Abra pkd 2kM - For some strange reason, I woke up today and thought about how you enjoy my sexual side of poetry. It reminded me of my poems I wrote a few months back called, "The Dirty Dozen" I remember I had wrote 10 of 12 of these poems. Well this has been eating at me until I finish it and forcing myself to write in this mood does me no justice that I can appreciate. Sooo! today I felt the itch and scratched it. I am posting number 11 and once I think of 12 I will add it to that post. I know I am being lazy not rehashing the old post but the time consumed to find it could take awhile seeing as how it is probably around 200 pages back.
I have missed them, also. very much in fact. Thank You.    
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Dreams for higher hopes through the mist that feels your NICE WRITE BRO....
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you will never understand me completely no matter how much I tell you everything there will always be more left unsaid I have ways about me that bog me down in my own little world wear size is circumcized by my situations We could sit here all day and argue about nothing and it would mean something as we slit our throats and squeeze our necks I am spit on a sidewalk as far as I am concerned with life and letting go moving on and trying again to learn You can pardon me if you will whenever the whatever it is gains conciousness to know that I am a hook unlined We need our spaces and time is too short to carry this on as it was never intended how it is between hopes and dreams blurred "I am spit on a sidewalk as far as I am concerned with life and letting go moving on and trying again to learn ".... Like your resilience and resolve to "again learn"... 
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good write
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Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Sweet J,,,
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