(02.08.97)
Ripped up
Thrust forth
Ejected from within;
To cover whatever may lie,
In it's path.
Smell astounds,
Sight appals;
And the taste
Is just fucking awful.
These are words i once wrote (mid to late 90's). Stories, poems, ramblings, thoughts & the such. Some are good (if i may say so) & some are not so good. Some are dark, some weird, others amorous. I stopped writing soon after i got a job (no longer had the time nor the inspiration). Anyways, Enjoy. **WARNING**(These are all written by me; any likeness, etc, to anyone dead or alive, is purely coincidental; & all my words are fiction!! - Some stories may offend... DO NOT read if easily offended!)
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