You must go you must to Connecticut. Gunslinger visits an otherwise peace. Did I set this off from map and key? I may be foolish enough to flirt with jealousy.
I set my foot down, get out of my bed. No room for your red corrupting my sister's head.
She in innocence, with dirty eyes watching, entering, devouring her with towl in hand.
We just want to rest in this hide-a-bed in a house full of others. Watching as our fiat cash drops from bathroom boys pissing in tubs.
Oh don't cause my mother to shreak and scream. To appease, I'm off the pot and scrubbing my dreams.
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Reviews of "an otherwise peace"
Reviewed by Rodd Jokre (Reader)
Reviewed on October 20, 2003
Yea, I agree with Taylor, very mysterious... Thanks!
Reviewed by Transcendental Poet (Reader)
Reviewed on October 20, 2003
Outstanding write Ira..
Reviewed by Taylor Trenton (Reader)
Reviewed on October 19, 2003
Excellent reading in this one.
Touch of rushing and mystery too.
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Touch of rushing and mystery too.