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It's not about touching my body
It's about touching my soul.
I can BANG anybody
What I want is to GROW
The one is out there
It's the TRUTH that I seek.
Not the hardships of timid
Nor the silent cries of the meek.
I SCREAM inside to the little boy.
"HIDE"
"Don't ever come out and dream again."
"Too dark has become your life. To covered in sin."
All of that sex and what do I HAVE?
Half-fading memories of people I hate?
Who still think about me,
When they masturbate?
Not able to LOOK pass the taste of my skin.
And asking the question that I ask now.
"WHEN?"
I sit in an ocean of people with lives.
The children that stare
In amazement and LEARN
To be bad lying husbands
And lost cheating wives
I YEARN
For the soul I can share in this life.
Be friend or companion
Girlfriend, or wife.
I REFUSE
To REUSE
My broken WILL and my CHARMS
For one more girl to run SELFISHLY
Into my arms
Just as if I'd
JUSTIFIED
That which would come next.
For all of my efforts my reward was just SEX?
That's IT?
All I GET?
A warm body to POUND?
Some silky smooth skin, and a pleasurable mound?
I NEED MORE.
Don't care how hot you were.
PLEASE
I'm on my KNEES
And I PLEAD you to THINK
Past a DAY and an HOUR
A MONTH, or a WEEK.
It's the magic of TIME that I speak.
The memories with you
The LOOK on your face.
As we reach out our minds
And cover all space.
Think BIG and think FAR.
YOU'RE BETTER THAN THIS!
Your LOOKS are no MATTER.
It's your SOUL that I'm AFTER.
It's not about YOU
It's not about LUST
It's not about ME.
In the end only US.
Until were TOGETHER
Anonymous
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Age
38
Country
United States
Occupation
Owner
Companies
Hidden Productions
