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A poser not a poet autobiographic poetry hand-picked ignoring pain stepping past **** times Enjoying my poems the reverie of past loves saluting heroic women Not recording so many stupid actions Waking up walking naked weaving through parked cars Romancing feeling nothing but animal lust Decisions made that hurt me friends loved ones strangers so much and guilty it cannot can it be told
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Sep 3, 2010
Sep 3, 2010 at 2:50 PM UTC
.....this holed wall I am building
A poser not a poet autobiographic poetry hand-picked ignoring pain stepping past **** times Enjoying my poems the reverie of past loves saluting heroic women Not recording so many stupid actions Waking up walking naked weaving through parked cars Romancing feeling nothing but animal lust Decisions made that hurt me friends loved ones strangers so much and guilty it cannot can it be told
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Sep 3, 2010
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