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Shameful Morning

not sure how she got here only know she needs to leave underneath the stranger my arm numb; asleep, mouth a desert. a hundred dead cigarettes dance my tongue dry princess of night exposed by light. get me out of this; another dreaded morning mess. bed broken along with my will. I swore never again; the lie is half the thrill. ~JSLambert

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 8/12/2011 7:48:00 PM
His is a hot one JS... really one of my favs...
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Date: 3/4/2011 1:17:00 PM
good poem...I am christian so we are not allowed to do that, multiple partners or one night stands...I wish you success with your continuous lies and thrills...
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Date: 3/4/2011 1:06:00 PM
Intense poem, very true also. Not worth it. Excellent use of matching syllables! Poem reminds me of why God intended marriage to be between husband and wife only.
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