from the heart and soul of a sexual victim
Posted 02-10-2009 at 08:28 AM by tritran
PLease sir, my moons and stars yet to be born
In the coming nights that have no joy but gloom.
I am an unwed mom and victim of yours,
Searching to live till my hummingbird ceases singing.
My days, ahead, are distant from me,
And the hours of mourning are within reach.
Do not use me now, but spare my life from the evil of coition;
Tomorow I might not live anymore
Because I carry the deadly disease from you and your colleagues;
Oh, pLease sir, do not punish me anymore!
In the coming nights that have no joy but gloom.
I am an unwed mom and victim of yours,
Searching to live till my hummingbird ceases singing.
My days, ahead, are distant from me,
And the hours of mourning are within reach.
Do not use me now, but spare my life from the evil of coition;
Tomorow I might not live anymore
Because I carry the deadly disease from you and your colleagues;
Oh, pLease sir, do not punish me anymore!
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groan - anyone writing such doggerel deserves severe punishment!
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Posted 02-11-2009 at 12:21 AM by Jorge1907
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Wow - that was moving and insightful tritran. Nice one.
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Posted 02-12-2009 at 01:46 AM by Ben Burkhill
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Very instresting
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Posted 02-13-2009 at 05:08 PM by *vampire*
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Think the individal is so depressed that suicide is the only option and carries the additional happy result that such trash will not continue to be published.
tritan - please consider it seriously. |
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Posted 05-30-2009 at 03:03 PM by Jorge1907
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