beware
For you, who'd take that stolen pleasureStop, a second just to measure
What will be the repercussive cost
For to take forbidden fruit
Has repercussions so acute
To some, it will seem all has been lost
Self esteem is left to rot
A fear of mirrors will be fought
And pain will be a part of every day
Families will bend, then break
Belief in anything will shake
There'll be nothing you can do or say
So think twice of all the waves
The damages of what you crave
Could echo for hundreds of years
As generations pay the price
For your ten minutes of vice
You and they will always live in fear.
Poetry by Jehrico
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Written on 2008-04-25 at 15:35
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