No harm I thought could come
Engaging my pleasure sneak
For stories ripe to plumb.
Little did I expect to attract
Pathology worse than imagined
Souls unhinged and terribly cracked
Tragically leaving me saddened.
A lesson taught by careless obsession
Spying on human defects and frailty
Toying without any thought of discretion
Tempted my false sense of security.
Barbs prurient, disgusting, nefarious
Infected my quixotic spirit’s affect
With their intent so edgily precarious
Ended any further voyeuristic contact.
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