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Goddess Chronicles: Poetry Volume I
Monday, November 28, 2011
still broken
after all these times
(high, high, high
went to heaven
at least once a year
we stopped paradise cold
out of fear)
I keep the rose
secret inside of me
untouched
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Andrew Sohan George
"One can never drink too much strong coffee." I like; *70's records *those that shine from within *fast motorcycles *slow motorcycles *and the hyper-intelligent individual
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