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Sexy time with my computer.

Pants down.
Head up.
This aint the first time i've been caught.

Its only cuz i remembered
and the wind blew through a hole.
Nerve endings detect a sting.

My heart shutter
there is a sensation in my pride.
I let this numb my mind.

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I'm not really sure this is a poem as much as it is an excuse for my addictions.

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    I plan to revise this poem: please leave constructive criticism!
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  • Angel-of-Pain
    November 2
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    well..i can honestly say I have never read a poem like this one. ..still..well done.