Poetry
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More Perverted Poetry
Dreams My head shakes with thoughts of you Imagined situations pretending to be true From a vast closed off bank That only adolescence could penetrate Every night a new movie… Read more.
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Her Heart’s Soft Waves
The feminine blooms in the glow of the sun, A flower open, craving to be seen by one, While the masculine stands in shadow’s fold, A watchful moon, a witness… Read more.
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Post-Op, America
The mass delusion with the same symptom, an undying need to forever be a victim, pretend again with that false sense of offense, keep feeding the sensitive infant at your… Read more.
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