Thursday, November 15, 2012

a poem by Logan.

Times like this I often want to relapse
The past is just so awesome in lust with the past tense
Bought fought sought taught and what not
Take this long cock of retrospective thought
Open your legs its a way for me to steal your heart
Virginity’s nothing to me it’s gone before we start
Two becomes one when we lay beneath the sun
An eclectic state of mental infatuation
My hearts’s racing from your stimulation
And oh if you only knew

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