Perputrators

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  • Lost Love

    Perputrators

    a true love is what im seekin
    my heart is aching from immations
    fake love has limits i need no limmitions
    this love that im seekin may not be reall
    it kills my soul 2 no but im dyin still
    these perputrators our feedin my mind wit acid
    true love seems 2 be in arms reach but i just cant grasp it
    yes u can say im trying hard 2 look past ur average jane
    still facts remain the same i fall 4 the game
    at that moment i will never be the same
    this love that im seekin would be as pure as a baby
    no lies no worries
    just me an her
    the rest of the world in a blur
    but until dat day
    all imma say is watch out
    Perputrators
    are headin ur way

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    precpres commented on Perputrators

    07-16-2009

    I liked your poem. You definitely have talent. Keep up the good work

    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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