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a poem i made in class today....
freewrite
kissing is a habit
fucking is a game
guys get the pleasure girls get the pain
he says i love you you believe its true
then you tummy starts to swell
he says the hell with you
10 minutes of pleasure
9 months of pain
3 days in the hospital
a baby with out a name
the baby is a bastard
the mother is a whore
this wouldnt of happened if the rubber didnt tore.......
freewrite
kissing is a habit
fucking is a game
guys get the pleasure girls get the pain
he says i love you you believe its true
then you tummy starts to swell
he says the hell with you
10 minutes of pleasure
9 months of pain
3 days in the hospital
a baby with out a name
the baby is a bastard
the mother is a whore
this wouldnt of happened if the rubber didnt tore.......