a sex poem


so blind

so blind a dime of short stories.real worries give gory thought the institution,we are losing the soul of the beauty woman,phil goodwin dont fit the bill and suckas will.too many triers are next to me,in back,they lack the mutual funds and kill guns.



Poetry by to-wit
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Written on 2006-12-27 at 21:06

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