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Pointless poem 'bout bread.

March 27, 2011
By Trk55 GOLD, Winter Springs, Florida
Trk55 GOLD, Winter Springs, Florida
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;Her fake smile is her most prized possession.&quot;<br /> &quot;If your going too be two faced atleast make one of them pretty.&quot;


You crumble at the sign of pressure.
Yet you fill the stomach like a n parasite.
Your weak after warmth.
But when left alone you stiffen like a board.
Strong till pressure.
Weak with comfort.
Satisfying like love.
Alone you are a survivalist.
You is bread boy!


The author's comments:
My boyfriend wrote this and wanted me to post it, ahahaha. He says its got no meaning -__- but ayee its a poem abouut bread !

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