monkeysA Poem by william andrewsThey can see the light through the frosted glass they can smell the strangeness of these twisted bars they can hear you whisper the things that you will do to the lost souls who dont have a clue
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Added on February 15, 2012 Last Updated on February 15, 2012 Author
william andrewssami, GreeceAboutim just a sad old english man looking for another home for the words that i love They are words of sayings They are words of thoughts that i sometimes wish had never been born feedarea.. more..Writing
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