Perputrators

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  • Lost Love

    Perputrators

    a true love is what im seekin
    my heart is aching from immations
    fake love has limits i need no limmitions
    this love that im seekin may not be reall
    it kills my soul 2 no but im dyin still
    these perputrators our feedin my mind wit acid
    true love seems 2 be in arms reach but i just cant grasp it
    yes u can say im trying hard 2 look past ur average jane
    still facts remain the same i fall 4 the game
    at that moment i will never be the same
    this love that im seekin would be as pure as a baby
    no lies no worries
    just me an her
    the rest of the world in a blur
    but until dat day
    all imma say is watch out
    Perputrators
    are headin ur way

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    precpres commented on Perputrators

    07-16-2009

    I liked your poem. You definitely have talent. Keep up the good work

    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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