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Sep 2019
I’m not pure
It was simply a lure-
Making me think I’d found her
No.
I’m still alone
Laughing gods above my head
Still alone
Lover across my bed

No one sees my soul
I open
Only to be ****** away
I close
Only to be pounded by her emotion
I listen
But I cry in my sleep

I’m no longer pure
I thought it’d be the cure-
Making our love sweeter than before
No.
I’m still alone
Scolding parents around my door
Still alone
Pretty lover wanting more

We just were never meant to endure.
Written by
jojo  Gender Fluid
(Gender Fluid)   
98
   Bogdan Dragos
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