Greetings and salutations. Browser of dead website. This is where I formerly posted poetry when I was a relatively active member.

I prefer to be creative, rather than destructive, and spend the majority of my time to myself. If you wish for anymore information about me, or would like to use one of my old poems, please e-mail me at [email protected] as I no longer check my messages here.

Daddy ... It hurts

My name is Chris, I am three, My eyes are swollen.. I cannot see. I must be stupid, I must be bad, What else could have made, My daddy so mad? I wish I were better, I wish I weren't ugly,...

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