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Paradoxymoron's Prayer From[Pfckn]Paradise(onSundaymorn)

o'lord'a'mercy sunly sunday...
� � yo, poopadoo
� � � preacher,
sermonate I-me-mine unto
resemination, � �loins
� � � � � � � �sweatin,
� � � � � bright wit shine &
� � � � � � � �glisten
in this'ere florid font'o'yoot....

all this flesh new sweet strollin'by
� � � �flat denies
� � � � � [me]
any sucking suckling comfort --

how'ow'ow �can such-as-this be when one
finds
� � �oneself in bloodyfckn para
� � � � � � � � � � � � � �dice ?
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PHOTOFOTOGRF:"Deadbastard'sParadiseChariot"...by: dkzk(aug2013)

Written by dkzksaxxas_DanielX

(DadaDoggyDannyKozakSaxfn)

Published 23rd Mar 2014

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Re: Paradoxymoron's Prayer From[Pfckn]Paradise(onSundaymorn)

0913338 (Semaj)

- Edited 23rd Mar 2014 3:57pm

23rd Mar 2014 3:48pm

o day the day when it was the day those legs in shorts did shine in the sun of my young boy belly and the bug hunting climbing tree dirt clog flight day was swallowed in the glory whole urge of the big bang animal to make more mees and never to this day are my nights not a sweat for the dream of those legs....this cold clime coat cloistered winter boy takes delight in your ponce de leon florid floridian flora torture, save me a seat on the beach, im on my way