This is not an update but just a poem I wrote
Cause
I don't know
I can write whenever I want
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Here goes nothing
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Come hither,
My dear husband,
There are some points I wanna put in.
I mopped the floor,
On every arrival
Opened the doors.
I smiled through the pain,
Laughed mundane,
Every night I questioned "Am I really sane?"
Since the day I got married,
I have bored many tags,
For you, 3 kids I have carried,
And without hesitation
Each night I have spread my legs.
I fend off all the lures,
Just to do all the chores.
Still you came home
With maidenly perfume
Leaking off your shirt,
And had the audacity to lie
Just to cover up that dirt.
Come hither husband
Swear on our deity,
And in front of him
Tell me
The cause of your infidelity.
Come hither husband
Look at this six inch knife,
Why waste time on stupid strife.
Come hither husband
Now I request,
Should I plunge it in your chest,
But on the other hand
I guess stomach would be best.
-By Mads
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This one is crazy psycho
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This one is serious psycho
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So let me know
Ha-how you like that?
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