Poems from noel.wippler

She wears gold her head is on me her lips stern  like Cancer this country was born on July 4 a full moon and eclipse she told me that i am...
We live in a society where some people will wake up to walk to their wheelchair and even push it on the elevator to grow sympathies from...
Don't forget Evil delights in beautiful things too The beautiful things in you Don't let it block your blessings Because your...
Personal that sounds personal that he screws robots
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Tonight was great the people were dancing there was music  there was finesse there was rough there was mystifying energies there was funk...

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