Cristobal Benjumea

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my girvriend is fat and all she ever talks about is food

she never tals about anything else
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I walk through the green field, covered with violets

its beautifull to my eyes, messengers of the sacred venus
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The zombies are here, and they're not even nice
If your a pinhead then go on a holiday
one might even say that you work for satan
life is a precious gift, the days are inconsequential, until you follow the map, enter the forest
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I was denied love
left in the forest
left to pluck daysies in a green meadow
anywhere i could not hear the bells
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5.

THE SEA IS NOURISHED BY A MULTITUDE OF STREAMS
THE SEA IS SALTY
LIKE YOUR SEXUAL ORGANS
BECAUSE I LOVE YOU,
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Now i have a taste for eden

Dont smoke like incence to mouch
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mysterious doors of my perception sugest wicked adventures

life is the jungle like roulette but the milky way reveals the faces of the godesses,
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LIkes the music the birds singing outside in the forest and dances

He likes The warm wind
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My night begins with a clamber up the wall

My discernment of the diference, to galapagos a more convincing theory amongst the flying white doves
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same old subject nectar of the gods for the poet

your tears a proof of your existence
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what can i say except i was proud,

what can i say life at least i know is not a bed of roses
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12.

the thorns of life being a bit too sharp nonethelessand no loger was a ladys pawn,

angel when have you been at fault
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The closer to you that i am the more consoled i feel especially when i touch your body with mine, and i flourish like flowers growing

I want more mam
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you see god rewards the members of lifes allusion to cristianity

even if its by brute force
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The joy your body gives me fills me without beig able to overflow

i dragg myself apendix of the heart
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the harp makes me think of gardens of orchids

The lament of the physical world has made me dream of the harp
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The lyre you play anticipates the workings of the dawn

Finds me holding a white dove
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did you hear the music again darling

and the wind it has a noise of wings
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Were standing in the mirror which reflects the will of god

the upstanding forms of white marbles, emblematic of on the green grass field
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This locomotive we call your passing charm

like looking at these swallows
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The Best Poem Of Cristobal Benjumea

My Girlfriend Is Fat And All She Ever Talks About Is Fish Cadavers In Pies

my girvriend is fat and all she ever talks about is food

she never tals about anything else

for her life is just a question of who has the pie and mash

i dont know but i think pie and mash means more to her than our relationship

our relationship is based on pie and mash

ho farr am i gong to get in the pie and mash game##

becaus of his im gong to eat pie and mash allways

we dont have a relationship we just have pie an mash##

how does pie and mash affect the destiny of nations

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