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Nov 2018
I really love her, but she really loves him,
And he doesn't love her, but just likes her slim body that will do anything on his **** command,
But I love her for her, she's the fairest in the land,
She takes me to her home to become so intimate,
She reaches her limit but my love is limitless,
She labels me as son and asks me to call her mom,
Strange fetish or excuse to snuggle, either way brings me to ROM,
The
Realm
Of
Madness,
That's where I'm stuck right now,
Stuck in between her way of life and the Tao,
Remaining friends and never anything less,
Hopefully more than friends if I make progress,
But I am not the one getting touchy feely here,
Because I don't want to make her uncomfortable or fear me,
Because I might drop,
From my current spot,
And lose the trust I've earned,
The whole entire lot,
So I say ***** love,
***** life,
I don't want to die,
I just don't want to exist,
I can see through the mist,
Wrote down reasons to live,
It was a small list,
Why must my breathing persist...
Sketcher
Written by
Sketcher  18/M/Blaine, Washington
(18/M/Blaine, Washington)   
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       Sketcher, --- and Makayla Jane
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