Poetry
By D Bailey
Wank,wank,wank, Why me? Wank,wank,wank, Self pity, Wank,wank,wank, Why is the world fucked up? Wank,wank,wank, I'am different, Wank,wank,wank, Why do they stare? Wank,wank,wank, All alone in my pain. Wank,wank,wank, I'm off now to cry, or maybe, Wank,wank,wank. Written February 8th, 2002 © on Feb 07 2002 11:16 PM PST 0 • 9
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