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Perversion By: Dawn Good on 10/22/2001; 1:47 PM A sick little world i live in, One so large and vile there's no escape. I feel compelled to do the deeds i should not, And put off the ones that I should. This quandry that I now find myself in, filled with filth that pervades the land. I look and I touch when there is no need, I ogle and grope when there is. I want to sit and take it all in, Let the perversion poison my mind. I don't care how the rest of my mind and life slips, As long as I have a good joke. Why can't I look away and shut my ears, Turn away and forget it all. Instead I let it control me, No escape just forever on trial. feel free to publish it
RE: Perversion By: Peter on 3/9/2001; 9:32 AM Oooh, I like it. Genuine poetry that requires talent, and a message with which I entirely agree. :) Chie Fujioka take note. :) Peter.
RE: Perversion By: Chie Theresa Fujioka on 3/13/2001; 12:52 AM Bakka. Not going to assume anything. Awesome poem dawn
RE: Perversion By: bfrench on 7/18/2007; 11:38 AM Poo Poo. Nothing like it.
RE: Perversion By: bfrench on 7/18/2007; 11:59 AM Spankin the monkey or kitten, or Michael Jacksom.
RE: Perversion By: yamada on 8/2/2007; 6:50 AM alone i am an alone boy see my tears see my face so i should go beyond the gardens,plants,seeds,and a beautiful flower oh someone call me the voice was familiar Morning will come and the sky will migrate into this water bowl, I must go tonight. I spoke through the openest window with the people in this land but I heard no word of the stuff of times I feel as gloomy as a cloud when I see Hoori i should go like clouds like wind like a breeze they are waiting for me some roses somebody called me again and river wants to wash me where are my shoes where are?
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