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    Summer's Day
    #1
    If I talk to you of dark nights,
    swollen clouds and frozen moons,
    you would not believe the truth of pain
    is light and heat. An immortal summer's day
    shines on every part of me, nourishing the bleakest tree,
    teasing new leaves from old wombs.
    Love cannot survive the sun,
    but yearns for the quietus of a slim, contented soul.
    And when denied this simple want its wayward child Hate
    exposes every wound, seeking faith in destruction.
    This is the truth of my pain, at least.
    A polite nastiness not uncommon to the British
    peppers the broth of my soul.
    I want to resurrect our wretched Empire,
    sell slaves to America, tear husband from wife,
    gnarled hand from gnarled hand. Abolish the gestures of care.
    If manhood is defined by hate and ignorance
    I'll be John fucking Wayne,
    pressing the dagger into Juliet's hand.
    My immortal summer's day will know no frozen moons.
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    #2
    helspoian Wrote:peppers the broth of my soul

    Quite beautiful and the quoted line is a stand out Smile

    Wildcard is awesome.
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    #3
    Thanks hunHeart
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    #4
    let's scourge the earth together

    consistency is the hobdob
    of small minds[
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    #5
    what's with the hun????
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    #6
    where've you been Packie?there's a flourishing romance going on between those two,you know ,rough redneck from alabama and the sensitive young queer poet from england

    consistency is the hobdob
    of small minds[
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    #7
    (01-27-2012, 08:54 AM)karpackie Wrote:  what's with the hun????

    Someone's getting jealous :p

    Wildcard is awesome.
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    #8
    (01-27-2012, 08:54 AM)karpackie Wrote:  what's with the hun????

    I use terms of endearment with all my friends, sugartitsBig Grin
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    #9
    looking for a gang bang?

    consistency is the hobdob
    of small minds[
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    #10
    (01-27-2012, 10:39 AM)heslopian Wrote:  
    (01-27-2012, 08:54 AM)karpackie Wrote:  what's with the hun????

    I use terms of endearment with all my friends, sugartitsBig Grin

    sugartits,i have man boobs Rolleyes
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