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Titless Girl

This reality is a titless girl: Nothing to offer superficially; But if I peeped under her breast, I'd receive what'd put my soul to rest. Sadly, I haven't the greatest of senses To blow my fallible beliefs out of my ear; What's offered underneath will stay in the rear.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 10/7/2013 1:28:00 PM
Most of our pursuits in life are just like that...futile and not worthy the effort..they truly must remain behind! Great poem, Eric, I dig it!JM
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Eric Thomas
Date: 10/7/2013 2:12:00 PM
It's about my desire to commit suicide, and how I won't.