Death & Poetry Nothing softens the blow of death like a cush... - Beryl Dov
"Death & Poetry Nothing softens the blow of death like a cushy poem to fall upon."
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"Finally, I Know Who I Am You are what you eat.~ Ludwig Andreas FeuerbachWe become what we think about.~ Earl NightingaleI'm a Horny Pizza!"
"Broken Heart [10W] The broken heart becomes volcanic, forever rumbling anddispersing ash."
"Discrete vs. Discreet Moonlight falls upon my feet,beyond the sun's overwrought conceit.I'm painted pristine white, without the heat;reflection's cool reflection~ how discreet!"
"Stumble When you don't know how to end a sentence you've stumbled upon a truth."
"David Dukes How come everytime I put on the T.V.to watch some Dick Wolf crime show,all the judges are blackand all the criminals are white!I just sayin there must be some kindaJew conspiracy at work here!"