Brian L
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like sonA Poem by Brian LI am my father's sondrunk on cheap scotchand guilty of murder,except I have only murdered myselfwhich is far different than any VietcongThis is why we.. |
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A real sappy oneA Poem by Brian LWe feel it, I believe itthe first whisper of love.The tension in the temporal airat once magical, etherealher hair is down for me,but the walls I pain.. |
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