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She looked empty
so I filled her with anarchy
She was barren
so I sowed within her defiance
And her ears,
Those hungry stray dogs,
I fed them
I reaped her opposition
She grew wayward a hellish grin
In our short season
She shut her garden doors
Let none in
An ironic realization
I had watered her with sin.

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Nov. 23, 2011 at 11:48 pm
That is some good detail!:D
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