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Mar 5
Men…
Utterly vile, disgust seeps through.
You slip into my DMs—I never reply.
Still, you watch, still, you pry.

I want to be free, to walk untouched,
but your eyes cling like chains.
I am not your prey.
I **** on sight.
Yet you love the fight.

Men, you disgust me.
You unravel my mind.
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