Arcassin B
Arcassin B
Nov 29, 2014

By Arcassin Burnham

Be glad that you could make it,
Serving all your insecurities,
But fake to mistake it,
It's just that your endurance,
Is purposely taken,
In like sections,
More like layers,
If that's how you choose to fornicate,
Ignore all contemplaters,
But I'd be glad to say I'm late.

Just me
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