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Sunday, July 06, 2008
7 comments:
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Billll said...
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Fed her to the dog, eh?
I hold your hand in mine, dear,
I press it to my lips.
I take a healthy bite
From your dainty fingertips.
My joy would be complete, dear,
If you were only here,
But still I keep your hand
As a precious souvenir.
The night you died I cut it off.
I really don't know why.
For now each time I kiss it
I get bloodstains on my tie.
I'm sorry now I killed you,
For our love was something fine,
And till they come to get me
I shall hold your hand in mine.
T. Leher -
7/6/08, 1:38 PM
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Juice said...
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Billll~~ However long that's been around, it was wholly new to me! :D
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7/6/08, 5:42 PM
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Juice said...
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7/6/08, 5:44 PM
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Billll said...
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Tom Leher was a great influence on me in the days of my youth. Which explains a lot when I think about it.
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7/6/08, 6:44 PM
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Anonymous said...
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"One Dog Leash!"......"Hold The Hand!"
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7/7/08, 1:21 AM
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Anonymous said...
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7/7/08, 2:34 AM
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Rodger the Real King of France said...
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Damn you futureman!
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7/7/08, 11:03 AM
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