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My Adrenaline Rush

More than a hideaway
This is my secret garden
Seeding on eccentricity
Flowering memoirs
Of the wild and evergreen
Ever fruitful at standstill
Water keeps its soul a-flowing
In bliss though forever wanting
I yield its solitude

02 January 2007


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 — fractalcore

 — unknown

hey unk, what does 'hmm' mean? ...tnx for the smiley fractalcore!
 — softyetharsh

this poem seems to be wanting the word 'crush' in there somewhere
or it is just me :)

'for like a hundred years'  that made me giggle-spurt
 — Estella