Unwicked Sin Poem by Mike poet

Unwicked Sin



Pure self feeds
deadly sins lure you in
wants becoming needs
pointy chin with a wicked grin

I do not know what this is lol it just kind of rhymed.
Perhaps this can be an intro in the future.

Monday, February 27, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: future
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Mike poet

Mike poet

New Orleans Louisianna
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