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Aug 2014
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Away

Every dream fulfilled
      A steady stream of pleasure
No pain
       Ethereal sensations and situations too sticky for keys to shift into locks
          After dark I sit stuck and watch
               Perfect bodies in perfect motion no preconceived notion of love
         Only instant lust
    A lack of trust is commonplace when a face and name is just a waste compared to her waist
       No stretch marks looming
Perfect teeth and a crooked twisted desire
         All within reach at the touch of a wire

             I perspire from the fire in my stomach
         Unquinched thirst and unrelenting hunger
                   Skin on a whim is nothing more than another filthy playground we play in
     And sometimes we play too hard and get caught up in the facade we don't have flaws because we dont press pause
    We don't step away from the daily play of getting off and making way
         For false standards
We all fall short when not on camera


      We scar we bleed and we all dont understand
       You're not perfect but I love you, I'm ready to be a man...


And leave this filthy playground behind.
One thing leads to another in the tireless pyre of addiction. We burn but we don't taste the ashes.
DaSH the Hopeful
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DaSH the Hopeful  23/M/Rome, Ga
(23/M/Rome, Ga)   
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