Her Kiss

August 5, 2009
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Her sunburns are the sun to her burns.
Poetry is infinite in murderous victims.
I killed a man once.
Johnny Cash told me to.
Then he died.
That's a metaphor.
I mean similie.
I mean smile.
Smile. Your pearly whites are the gates of heaven.
I just made up that word. It means beautiful.
you are kljsdfkhskladfghklsdaflsdf.
I am kljsdfkhskladfghklsdaflsdf.
We are kljsdfkhskladfghklsdaflsdf.
The world is at peace with itself. A smile is worth a thousand words. So a picture is worth a million. Imagine that.
As I write the world spins on it's axis, poetry is the majestical words of linguistics.

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lpg77 said...
Aug. 12, 2009 at 9:54 pm
This is the most amazing thing I have ever read on this website. It's so insightful. I love you Reed B.
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