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Malo Poems - Poems about Malo


Snaffle Rein -Destra and Sinistra
As one might want it to be might two find it to be of which in collaboration I love you for your dedication get me right and I'm yours Keep it real and I'll endure we gotta a love thing You and me great for each other humbled from loves subtleties yet as sweet and more distinctive flavorful and might I mention Put your kiss on my mouth sweet...

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Categories: malo, chocolate, engagement, fashion, guitar,
Form: Bio
Premium Member Malo Animo
Child, child, dark and wild, Human and machine Did the engine turn the beasts to ice? And to ash your faith, love’s cruel device? See Manson slipping through you Like a whisper under water Cerebral lost in the cathedral Bending screams beyond the shadows. Bones clicking under flesh Spilling blood into the ocean Waiting in the shallows Singing songs about the thunder. Still Manson slips right...

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Categories: malo, anger, angst, fear, murder,
Form: Free verse



Who the Masked Malo
law'd ya'll gonna get me to be straight she told the member of the press we gay down here gal how i look committing to sum man have generations of people talking together at a ceremony kissin sum man: . don't look right saying I dew. I does but when they dew, dew they? being submissive to sum man, well that's sorta strange, deranged and...

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Categories: malo, business, crazy, education, language,
Form: Ballad
Malo Prido Factius- Championio Plexussiuss
"he might seek redemption he has right of his passion his journey is storied which details describe the path a peasant takes to stardom soughted details of working soughted by those who have guided and undermined his career spek of him as best and they shall say yet he never reached the level of success we had created for him we allowed him to be a combatant he'd reach heights...

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Categories: malo, appreciation, business, destiny, devotion,
Form: Classicism
St Malo
a tall blonde, white plaited with salt all elbows and knees,a new menhir on a guilded stage of tidewash and wind,crouched under a sky of ovens and red brick, serious and wide-eyed before a sandring that loses its smile as the sun drowns; the sea turns to black....

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Categories: malo, ocean,
Form: Free verse




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