You jumped on one night
Clung on with your life
An innocent looking parasite
Followed me around
Enjoyed my ups, caused my downs
But no clowning around
Miserable bitch
Two faced witch
You've took my friends
Adopted them
Now you'll go to the end
To brainwash them
Transparent
Little
Parasite
I know these people,
They'll shake you off
Preferring substance
Pre-medicated shampoo
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He Without Sin
PoesíaA new collection of poetry based on the theme of the seven deadly sins - Envy, Gluttony, Greed, Lust, Pride, Sloth and Wrath. A work in progress book, with poems added as I work on them. All based on true experiences and encounters I hope you enjoy...
