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TooMuchNoThingSaid / A Ruttering Transcen'dance
could it be?
\ be it could? \
that thee natural cruelty
of thee time it
will be [more soon
than late] that I
will have shat
me finalest end
wordpoom (po-em),
shat that last crapping,
before I could ever
be your love dear
goddess , [thus re
lieving a century of odd deso
lation........
o, them bloody days of blessed
denial are ever upon
us [in/of] all ways,
meaning so little so[much] nothing,
every where too muchmany smothering
stifling ,stale-air's Truth
is this vicious little vertigo 'a sign'
of last things goin'down? never
to hold your lithe nakedness
again?
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\ be it could? \
that thee natural cruelty
of thee time it
will be [more soon
than late] that I
will have shat
me finalest end
wordpoom (po-em),
shat that last crapping,
before I could ever
be your love dear
goddess , [thus re
lieving a century of odd deso
lation........
o, them bloody days of blessed
denial are ever upon
us [in/of] all ways,
meaning so little so[much] nothing,
every where too muchmany smothering
stifling ,stale-air's Truth
is this vicious little vertigo 'a sign'
of last things goin'down? never
to hold your lithe nakedness
again?
[font=Verdana]dkzk2013kzkd2013pooms+perfoundArtFotos2013[/font]
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