Friday, October 30, 2009

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I get drunk and get sallow, puppy dog eyes:
I get flag poles of creamy surprise-
When I get drunk,
I just want to look into your eyes; or,
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Robert Rorabeck
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Brian Jani 13 May 2014

Nice topic and good poem keep it up

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Mrs. Blue 30 October 2009

You know what your style reminds me of, and please don't get offended if you don't like this band, because i love this band so coming from me it's a compliment, you remind me of the Owl City guy. It's like this stuff with all these little hidden meanings. Stuff that you think that means one thing and then BAM it means another. That's what it reminds me of. It's good. Very good.

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Robert Rorabeck

Robert Rorabeck

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