Untitled #3

A Poem by sierra_jo

Sit in your chair while the light still lasts

open a window for the strange man

put the girl out of her pain

Inflicted? Quite not ma'am,

She wanted it.

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Added on July 22, 2011
Last Updated on July 22, 2011

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