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Distraction corrupts you. As you lack interest. I am just, noise. Your ears are cushioned; absorbing a buzz. Just listen to me, respect me. Mocking me as I try to be civil. You belittle me. And the buzzing stops. Your head finally turns. You slapped the fly, and its juices neatly seat the bench, and you stare, and you don't care. I slump, melting. Clenching my jaw. You pluck my wings, and I let you. My dignity stripped. Your ego; unrestrained, unrestricted. You just watch, as my eyes blurt a river.
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Jul 19, 2025
Jul 19, 2025 at 3:58 AM UTC
It'll Never Be Love.
Distraction corrupts you. As you lack interest. I am just, noise. Your ears are cushioned; absorbing a buzz. Just listen to me, respect me. Mocking me as I try to be civil. You belittle me. And the buzzing stops. Your head finally turns. You slapped the fly, and its juices neatly seat the bench, and you stare, and you don't care. I slump, melting. Clenching my jaw. You pluck my wings, and I let you. My dignity stripped. Your ego; unrestrained, unrestricted. You just watch, as my eyes blurt a river.
Written in 2022.
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Jul 19, 2025
Jul 19, 2025 at 3:58 AM UTC
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