Shelly's Poetry: About You

Friday, December 19, 2008

About You

You come to me with your tainted ware I so abhor for I did not ask to be your paramour! You presume I can be taken in by your words, words you utter to so many others, just words. And I am not a prize, or a trophy, or your lust to be placed upon the shelf to gather dust! You come to me, expecting me... Sign in to see full entry.

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