JOURNAL: sailorgum (hisato )

  • Used 2004-07-21 03:38:31 This is a poem I wrote near the end of the eightth gradeit was for a project, and a project it turned out to be.


    Used
    He was used like a condom slipped on, slipped off then thrown
    not into the trash can ,but on to the floor, never to used again
    only a one time use, if only I were like him, strangly shaped and
    confused 
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