Clay pigeon shooting? I think of fat pigeons fashioned out of clay like some say we were, we at beginning of time, your shape and mine strong, glazed, reached high, other creatures grazed...guns, shanks, ghettos, endz stifled me ascended, and u, both unmended (TD)
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love_supreme says: Excellent write. |
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RonnieL says: Feeling word play....nice. |
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Flora$$$ghostw12 says: Thank you for your allegiance bless up xxxx |
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