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Click hereHey Anon-y-mous
how is it fair
you make it impossible
to tell whether you care
leave me some-thing
c'mon, a comment or vote
it's not like I'm begging
for you to gush or to dote
I just want some idea
don't spend alot of time
just what did you think
am I wasting my rhyme
because I want to have had
some effect or some result
whether for good or for mischief
or even just tumult
don't know if I'd write
if it was only about me
need to know if it matters
to be or not to be
so here I'll sit
and continue to wait
thinking maybe there was a smile
or got you to masturbate
I love your stories and poems, dear jack, because they're well-written accounts of hot motherfucking, the best kind of fucking there is. A boy's penis and his mother's vagina--made for each other.
I don't usually comment on stories because I tend to think the vote tells you what I think...however, I will from now on :)
An interesting plea to the frustratingly uncommently public. i am feeling you.