tainted
you said you were sorry but what are you sorry for!the lips you kissed me with are tainted.your love was always two-faced!i'll never be able to see you as you were,pure,but then i realize your gone.tainted
tainted
07-11-2009
lovebastard commented on tainted
03-04-2009
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
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