- Sing, sing, did the news.
the bomb hit at a quarter past noon.
.she heard the television say.
Harmony of an airplane
No longer piercing can reach
You eavesdropped the killer, ears life leak
Blast blast
Radiation and adjoined laws lost
Fast fast
Drop to the floor and cover your fabrication
What a deafening dream
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but still, that's really good. like, the best.
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-get it the poem was ab'oot' a bomb- BOOM BANG
-dorkcoughdork-
thank you forever. but, like, the best?
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you win again
wow
sounds kinda hiroshima-esque
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i got that hiroshima feel from this poem to
i love that u commented brownie ::bite::
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yer just trying to butter me up so u can rape me with ease.
no, i love u, and i adore yer comment
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*wondering if that made sense*
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u too coo'.
it made sense, and was original which i love.
thank u
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thank you
...you're welcome...
:::::huggles:::::
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ha if so its kelly
add me yo
ha
kel<3
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