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.:. J-Honey .:.
Stopped by to Kill Bill but Jungle Julia stopped me with her hair. Now it's just The Bride and Mr. Orange and they are finally at each other's neck. It is over they are all dead once again....Jhoney
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.:. Kt .:.
My Mind
What if a world of a work of a map
gives all the colors of the earth;
spinning with blues that lead to discovery
and tells the yellow to be hidden?
Heaving rags to riches and popper to prince
(tossing oceans to lakes; tossing time to dates)
~when stars are dangled and green grass grows
the only obsession will be the mystery.
What if a drought of a dawn of a time
halting mountains with ice:
snapping tress with hands of things
and dark black item that might entice?
Heaving light to dark; civil to uncivil
(tossing content to sorrow and curiosity to disinterest)
~whose cry is mingled by the inevitable.
What if a dream of a mind of a forest
blew into a child's thirsting thoughts
gathering uncertain stillness-
and stopping the harshness of the world?
Heaving bullet to powder and powder to dust
(tossing wind to rain; tossing rain to ice)
~then all the beautiful things that people treasure will be gone.
Think about it!
♥kt
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