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all right girl... In that case I want to be either like a big trout or a salmon... or maybe a sunny or big mouth bass like when I was little I used to walk with some mild troublemaker kids to this creek that emptied out into the pond and we'd walk there through the woods singing cartoon songs like Spiderman and the one about the dorky kid who ate special pills so he could breath under water and we'd go fishing in that pond and pull those ugly sunnies and big mouth bad boy bass out and like idiots take them home to our moms to cook and the next summer we walked out there to the pond all excited and shit and there were dozens of signs that said "keep away" and "POLLUTED" and we tried fishing but there were no fish... the fishes were all god damn dead. It was enough to make a boy pretty upset.
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Hells Man!
We!
Are!
Fishes!
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happiest of new years baby
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pretty, pretty baby!!!
Drunk as drunk on turpentine
From your open kisses,
Your wet body wedged
Between my wet body and the strake
Of our boat that is made of flowers,
Feasted, we guide it - our fingers
Like tallows adorned with yellow metal -
Over the sky's hot rim,
The day's last breath in our sails.
Pinned by the sun between solstice
And equinox, drowsy and tangled together
We drifted for months and woke
With the bitter taste of land on our lips,
Eyelids all sticky, and we longed for lime
And the sound of a rope
Lowering a bucket down its well. Then,
We came by night to the Fortunate Isles,
And lay like fish
Under the net of our kisses.
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i miss you!!!!!!!!!!! xoxox
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hello my darling..
Thy fingers make early flowers
Thy fingers make early flowers
of all things.
thy hair mostly the hours love:
a smoothness which
sings,saying
(though love be a day)
do not fear,we will go amaying.
thy whitest feet crisply are straying.
Always
thy moist eyes are at kisses playing,
whose strangeness much
says;singing
(though love be a day)
for which girl art thou flowers bringing?
To be thy lips is a sweet thing
and small.
Death,thee i call rich beyond wishing
if this thou catch,
else missing.
(though love be a day
and life be nothing,it shall not stop kissing).
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hmmm think is firewall problem....I will fix! In mean time will keep lookin for you in here
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