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Apr 2021
I found the one I love and at first I was in bliss
I was lost in overwhelming joy and pure happiness
But now im used for free labor, and its **** uncool
Go back to ******* me raw, and not just use me like a tool
I know my need is carnal, but I have only a few days to go
I want to enjoy your body too, and not only this fathership show
I'm glad I have it all, but with your want for me getting less
How is my emotional state not supposed to be a mess
I love being here with both of you, but I cant be the only one to give
Because only being here to work, this isnt how to live
6 years you waited for me, and ****** me crazy and gave me head
Now you dont touch me at all, as if all I am is dead
I know ****'s going nuts but I'm not here for much more time
What else can I do, to show you a sign
I'm willing to help and add a little ease to your days vivance
So please reciprocate this back, not just make me suffer in silence

D. Scaggs

"Seventeen"
David Scaggs
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David Scaggs  34/M
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