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Walking down the hall,
Hearing something through the wall,
I tell myself it'd just a sound.
Before seeing him there on the ground.

Arriving, my destination at hand,
I could hear the passion and thumping and
Such sounds that made my pulse race
Slinking away finding shadows on my face.

I hid my body, awkwardly craving
The sweat, the temptation, all that he has
All that penatrates her, lusting after her, saving
Her sanity, her juices flowing at last.

My eyes fall to myself, my hands full
Touching myself, my hands wander low
I restain my moaning, as I push in and pull
Suddenly I'm caught, reaping my sow.

I turn to her, my exstacy unletting
I fall to my knees, wetting the floor.
They look at me their stares unsettling
Tears fall from my face now, then more.


(yeah I know... I'm such a slut... I just thought I'd give you a poem since no one had yet. I kinda winged it so I hope it's not too bad.)

no no no....its a good poem....and thank you....

depression.

sick of crying,
tired of trying,
sure im smiling,
but inside im dying.

Cookiemonster, you didn't write that poem. It's not yours. Stop stealing poems, people worked hard to make them.