

Vow of silenceA vow of silence involuntary inviolate incomprehensibleVow of silence
to all.
even myself.
But who would listen (I whisper to myself), anyway?


PeachHe caressed the peach with gentle fingers Thinking of her warm skin, so soft He could almost feel her againPeach
Until he bit into the peach with malicious glee Enjoying its warm blood Running down toward his navel
She could've been mine, he said to himself And throwing the peach over his shoulder, He walked away
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(Dark-eyed Boy, sing me the blues
your sweet southern blues;
I will always want you.)
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until u fall
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Dont anoy me, or Youll meet Mr. Tingle
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