alan khan
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me too seger. i'm working on my night moves.A Poem by alan khanand the young boy. alone in the moving car. sat and passed the high towers of the city. therainy mist and dust ..haunting clouds.. clinging .. |
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how you kick a m***********s a*sA Story by alan khanego kills. it sure does. |
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what happened johnny sin?A Story by alan khanwhat happened johnny sin? there you are, lieing dead on the concrete. the damnned cold concrete, black and sharp as the night sky rested on my head. i.. |
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todayA Poem by alan khantoday i woke up i rolled off my bed planting my feet to the ground i filledthe sink and threw icecubes into the waves throwing my face in... |
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i love you this much..?A Poem by alan khanthe only time i ever cried was when i blew my head gasket on the car. after that and before that i never had tears. my eyes were dried sand my he.. |
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corruption and fearA Poem by alan khancorruption and fear the two wedded and go hand in hand. both feast on dignity and all that is just. the corruption creeped in ages b.. |
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a fool amongst the wickedA Poem by alan khanohh the wicked must pay. be it flesh or blood. the wicked have their debts. and i have no desire to pay. because that which is given g.. |
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we sat around and finished the nilla wafersA Poem by alan khanthe tenderness i was running from tracked me down and gave me the pleasure i dissapoved of. when she'd come over it was like the fifth day .. |
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a message to those calling themselves writersA Poem by alan khanyou are pathetic. you really do take yourself way too seriously. honestly. please for the love of god get over yourself. you are not the vo.. |
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that's what you get i supposeA Story by alan khanreal life alan khan living the pulp life. |
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