Sunday, September 11, 2011

Ballad Of The Plastic Comments

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Lain across a dirt hill,
Almost like a slab of meat.
I miss seeing you preach,
The first dead slave-disciple.
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Stefanie Fontker
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Shadow Girl 12 September 2011

another thought provoking piece here...good write,

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Allemagne Roßmann 11 September 2011

dead cells like nails.....cannot be ignored as we want it to throw for public and private...only when another throw, we throw tantrums.

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