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The Finest Aphrodisiac In the World

NIGHTS ARE LONESOME BUS RIDES

WHERE YOU WISH TO BELIEVE THAT

GODS AND GODDESSES EXISTED.


YOU WANT TO BELIEVE IN YIN AND YANG


UNIVERSAL KARMA

FORTUNE COOKIES.


THERE WAS JUST KNOW GETTING

AROUND

THE LINES ON FACES THAT HUNG AS CHAINS

INTO THE DOORS THAT LED INTO

THIS  PATH OF PAIN.


BUSTED BROKEN AND BEATEN


YOU COULD HATE THE SUNSHINE JUST

BECAUSE IT'S THERE.


YOU THINK LOVE COMES IN POSITIONS

                                        POTIONS

                                        POEMS

                                        PROMISES

                                        PASSION

                                        IN EYES....


YOU CARRY IT LIKE A CRIPPLED PEASANT IN THE FIELDS 

IT'S

THEN

YOU REALIZE

YOUR JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE.

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Poet Destroyer A

Date: 12/30/2010 5:00:00 PM

Brilliant Frank..,, enjoyed your poem. Stopping by to wish you lots of cheers & joy this comming new year.. May you always find new ways to share your talent and imagination with us here at the soup. Happy new year to you and your family,, God bless,.miss.p.d.