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Saturday, February 28, 2009

Y - Hole- 9+4=13

That's it with holes.
I know. Don't tell me.
My life - leave me alone.
HOLES - HOLES - HOLES.
Dreams are unfilled holes.
The door hole slammed shut.
Outside - Inside - YET HOLES.
[[BIG HOLE for GOLD.**BURY IT**]]
'Back where it came from'.
GOD made GOLD. HIS GOLD.
'you only borrow it'.{ CHIEF }
Last of the WATER HOLES.
DIE - DIE - DIE - $thirsty$
ACID-RAIN, , , , , , , makes holes.
'don; t tell me that'.OH NO! ! ! ! !
HOLES - HOLES - HOLES.
MY LIFE - good - LIVE IN A HOLE.
Holes just don't stop.
HI POP! ! ! ! ! . HOLE POP! ! ! ! ! ! !
Lollipop with one hole - PLEASE.
$$$$$$ THE END $$$$$
000000-holes-00000000

2/28/2009 Joe Poewhit

JESUS SAVES
JOE POEWHIT
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COMMENTS
Antonio Liao 10 June 2009
with the emptiness of the mind...everything turn to pieces.... a poem that leads us to relfection... listening to God's words.....thank you for sharing....a 10++++++
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