Get a flower.
Shoot a flower.
Give a flower.
Give a flower.
Shoot a flower.
Kill a flower.
The end.
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31 January 2010
Short story gone nowhere
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Beautiful...such is life... story told. Thank you.
Posted by: your mom | 01 February 2010 at 09:24 AM
(snicker)
Posted by: crookedeyebrow | 01 February 2010 at 09:26 AM
He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me...
Posted by: Jenny | 03 February 2010 at 08:44 AM