View Blog    Who i'm up the harder it knocks with kisses i forgot to name or collect for a poem. to write about it is wrong i'll remember like a list of calls from telemarketers i'm left to sweep my ears clean from whispers that scream i didn't want to label and recycle i'm in to pretending i'm deaf or dumbed by my age i'm down with erasing memories of yesterdays yestermonths yesteryears or some morning after     Posted by ettenom on 2008-07-21 04:06:00 | Rating: | Views: 44     Email This to a Friend Friend's Email *    Friend's Name*    Your Name*    Security code*    Refresh Image                 Print This Blog Post     Bookmark: Delicious  Digg  Reddit  Facebook  StumbleUpon    Permalink:      Blog Comments Nothing found Would you like to comment?     (Maximum characters: 5000)     You have characters left.      Security code:                                                     Refresh Image

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