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Free Cee This Is Dedicated To All Those Who Have the Nerve To Admit They Dig My Woids

THIS CHOIR IS QUITE QUIET tormented by tension unable to appeal to apprehension appointed and annointed by an annoyance and a contrivance of confliction usually resulting in my evicition with a severe lack of information as insolvency is never solved and only furthers the infestation of insanity and a lack of vanity while here sit i amidst a fistful of falacies and fascination in quiet contemplation my union with another soul is unimaginable, untenable and unattainable and every memory of guilt is far more disturbing than any fable fifteen to twenty years is time enough for me to remember all my lies as i stare at the green grass through hardened bars and am reminded of the hellish havoc i've caused as i gaze at all my scars while here sit i in quiet contemplation cursing my creation (c) 2012..PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~

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Date: 2/22/2012 9:03:00 AM
Hi Jeffry-Wow! I find this very clever indeed.One that has to be read slowly to absorb it's content to gain understanding.And then to be re-read to find something new.I Definitely like your 'woids'.I also like your play on words. Free poetry? I find this piece a bit surreal and quite fascinating and I enjoyed it ,thank you Luv June(Sylvia)
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