I was offered ****** once,
in a city now mine,
as I watched two men,
infringe on one's mind.
It created an unusual partnership, and
both men were mad, but
both have experienced
what few can say have.
"No, thank you."
I said, with a bit of a stutter,
to the (obviously) terrible
and perilious offer.
Curiousity still ensnared me a
little
inside,
and I wonder if I'll say
yes,
or maybe,
next time.
I would not say yes,
if my body was young,
but when I am withered,
why not just once?
Mar 20, 2013
Mar 20, 2013 at 6:38 PM UTC
I was offered ****** once,
in a city now mine,
as I watched two men,
infringe on one's mind.
It created an unusual partnership, and
both men were mad, but
both have experienced
what few can say have.
"No, thank you."
I said, with a bit of a stutter,
to the (obviously) terrible
and perilious offer.
Curiousity still ensnared me a
little
inside,
and I wonder if I'll say
yes,
or maybe,
next time.
I would not say yes,
if my body was young,
but when I am withered,
why not just once?
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