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The Act

Contributed by Angelina_Night on Monday, 30th October 2006 @ 06:17:24 AM in AEST
Topic: toughstuff



With a cigarette pressed between my lips I wonder if this job includes tips. He enters my room and I lead him to my bed. I take a hoot to escape from my head. I lay down trying not to frown. As he climbed aboard my mind soared to another place my secret space. I can't hear his breathing, I can't see his face, and I can't feel his mouth having a taste. I want it to be over but he has paid the fee, so I am not going to be free until he has found me satisfactory. I lye there numb playing dumb. Followed by sweet conversation. He will never have to know how much I hate him. I walk him to the door smile and ignore the fact that I have committed an act that I shall never forgive myself for.




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Re: The Act (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 30th October 2006 @ 03:43:38 PM AEST
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awww! so sad! ever see the movie pretty woman? if that is what you are stuck doing, no other choice, watch that movie if you get the chance, it might give you hope, of better things to come!
i like how it all rhymes too, that can sometimes be a hard feat to pull off, especially if you are tryign to show your feelings


Re: The Act (User Rating: 1 )
by newtopoetry on Thursday, 11th June 2009 @ 09:44:27 PM AEST
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this is such a sad poem im sorry if you had to go through this! i really am! but beautifully sad poem




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