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Author: realpassion
ASL Info:    27/Male/Nigeria
Elite Ratio:    3.17 - 81 /70 /50
Words: 93
Class/Type: Poetry /Love
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Twenty-Nineth November
Two Thousand and five; reaped
My mind like a combine harvester.
Cos' chance blew an Angel
To me like an east wind
Raiding a summer threshing floor...

With words unspoken,
My dark Angel infected
Gluttonous mind with a love poison.
And together we flew to cupids' garden
Where on a rainbow our love
We painted for a celebration...
'My Dark Angel.

Submitted on 2005-12-02 10:41:26     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  Wow this is over the top! I really loved it. Spectacular. I thought the title was really nice and i liked the last two lines alot. Keep writing.

Nigeria? that's new.
| Posted on 2005-12-02 00:00:00 | by Red_reaper | [ Reply to This ]

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