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A Poem by Ripped Denim 💜

Whispers on the wind,
flowing through lonely wastelands.
Honey on wormwood.

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Added on October 8, 2013
Last Updated on October 8, 2013

Bad backwards is dab. Dabble. Like a bad haiku. I dabble in bad. more..

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