JPS (Poem)
Head's bare
No hair
People stare
Chris Claps
Will Slaps
Crowd Gasps
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See AllThis is the hell I see When I close my eyes. A reflection of what's inside. I need an escape. Something to help me go to a world I would never know. Where is this good life? Where is my reward for the
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Slight vibrations on the skin. Dancing fingers, travel. Light touch, rosey blush. Lips pressed against her breast. Caressed. Warm bodies intertwined. Bumps rise, down her spine. Warm breath soothes he
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I wrote a poem it sucks I showed my buddy he hated it The rhythm is completely off it doesn't even flow and there are no rhymes. It even ends in the middl
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