Not a poem but Lesson in Life
by sinister Dec 29, 2004
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The man dwelling on sense objects develops attachments for them, from attachment springs up desire (unfulfilled) ensues anger. From anger arises infatuation, from infatuation, confusion of memory, from confusion of memory, loss of reason and from loss of reason one goes to complete ruin. |
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20 years ago
by chyenne
Hey sweetie i would like to thank you for complementing me. i noe how u feel wen u say ui wish u could just die. but please dont feel that way.
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20 years ago
by Beth
wow that is really good i like it a lot and it is a really good life lesson.
thanx for commenting on my poem and good luck with your nice butt!!! lol -
20 years agoby Clown
comendable, very nice.
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21 years ago
by ZaDa
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