You made a fist, instead of a hand.
They couldn’t relate their own heads, hearts
Thieves. There was no other way to die |
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Threesome by Darryl Price
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Unintended by Darryl Price
The wash of something blue into the red of something The movement of all living things rushing together towards another legs?But not alone. Never alone.No. All things continue and it becomes the season you are in.Consequences happen |
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I Took My Blind Spot by Darryl Price
Out for riding and Oh she did jump the Such that the little Themselves several |
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Another World by Darryl Price
wants war with another world. it with us.There is no room for assume God wants anything to |
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broken shells by Darryl Price
They do not come to life to live for a purpose. They often can be seen slowly carrying around their little sunken empty heads like practically torn in half purses full of pretend money. No amount of cash now is ever going to stop them from being stepped on by the big disposal’s iron toes. They are not completely blind. This is the sad act. Things have long ago run out of their ears and into the out of print bins. They aren’t even dead yet. They just are missing something, something like a wall, or a hip, but what is it? What’s that name? There’s a word for it.. They’ll never be done up pretty all the way again or refurbished and thrown back out to sea. No one will want to move in upstairs again. It’s best to leave the whole thing over to some friendly fishy ghosts. Who knows they may end up playing cards for a century or two. Give the place some semblance of a huge wave having been through there once upon a time. |
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Crowd by Darryl Price
You can’t get out of it, but you can feel out. They or not. The problem is this choice thing that asks you questions instant insult. You are not playing mirror. No one wants to see |
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To the Core by Darryl Price
Of the core we go because the core has been compromised. |
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