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Bitter Much???
I was sitting around last night doing all of nothing and ot of nowhere I got this little thought in my head and wrote it down.
The poison of words not yet said and promises not yet broken drips from your cruel tongue as the stench of heartless envy steeps from your lizards skin Am I angry about something?:pissed: I must be.... either way I think thats a pretty good start to some sort of poem or what not.... Opinions? |