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May 29, 2007 13:00


Be brave little boy
Don’t weep man-child
Think of me as your judge
And this is your trial

When you broke her
And bent her
And threw her away
I watched you.

When you lied
And postured
To act like a man
I watched you.

Just remember my sweet…

Be brave little boy
Don’t weep man-child
Think of me as your judge
And this is your trial.

stupid poems

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mgbutterfly May 29 2007, 18:27:14 UTC
Okay... what is this about? I am very curious.

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spitfiregrrrl May 29 2007, 18:29:34 UTC
Actually, nothing. Well, except maybe a vengeful goddess. ;)

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