Deep Poetry: Pleasure

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Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Pleasure

So many visions all in my head And now I'm lost. Can't find my way You slipped through my fingers my heart's so sore I can look at life with clearer eyes A life without a change is death My nation is stagnant and corrupt My world is permanent and egregious If all I got is time then I cant act timid… Sign in to see full entry.

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