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Aug 2018
Heart mended just enough
To get back in, wet my feet
Bathe in sin.
Gravity pulls me in.
It's from the wrong place
Wrong space, wrong morals
Sheds light on a glorified horror.
A sparkle and I'm fully submerged
Urged to purge my ****** pores
And fully bathe you in my unrelenting
*****
Disinterested in the mended heart's desire
Only wanting a **** and a relationship funeral pyre.
Can't help my drive, no sorry from my lips
You'll get your wish below my hips.
All I'm good for or good at
Either way, you're a ******* diplomat
Fill my body with your monotone seed
Watch me dress and let me leave.
Burn the pyre a little more
I'll still come back, cuz I'm just a *****.
Text you tomorrow, you never respond
Like a man without mirrors
You see nothing wrong
With leading me on
Leading me in to your trap
And I keep coming back, because a ***** needs her stage
She needs the false recognition
Of a distant spotlight
A false warmth and a glow of your empty heart's cage
Trapped me inside like I'm something of use
And even when I'm not, I'll accept the abuse.
You want nothing more than my body and skin
And in sin I'll deny the heart mended within
Deny my heart's pressure of beating out more than the only thought left
That I'm just a *****.
kbww
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kbww  33/F
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   Alysia Marie
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