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\n \n \n \n Zetolgam\n \n \n \n \n Aug 2020\n \n \n \n
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\n You **** at *******\n
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\n Got the kids and stopped *******
Four times a year you get *******
Forcing yourself for my pleasing
Truth is that you **** at *******
Leaving me always for fapping
So many years still not knowing
At least do a bit of upskilling
Go online and get on reading
Use videos if you prefer watching
My cues are also worth listening:
- Comment as you're tasting
- Time to time pause for starring
- Be generous with licking
- Also do a bit of *******
- Do not finish up spitting
- Kiss me if not swallowing
If you can't handle the praising
Let's instead do some facesitting
Head slotted onto your opening
A lesson on oral I'll be teaching
Devouring until you let go shacking
Anyway, in parallel, *******
Get those pleasure juices flowing
To see you orgamiscaly smiling
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\n \n \n \n mumu\n \n \n \n \n Aug 2020\n \n \n \n
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\n Empty Thoughts\n
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\n 2:14 in the morning
Haven't slept for three days
My eyes are heavy
My thoughts are crazy
Regrets
Mistakes
Judgments
Happy moments
Sad ones
Things I wish I did
Things I don't know why I did
My eyes are heavy
I need my thoughts to be empty
Then
I touched myself down there
It's wet
I keep on caressing
Like someone was touching
And I know I'm almost there
Until I see myself
Hanging on the ceiling
On the rest room
On the kitchen
But I'm almost there
Until I see blood
In my head
In my wrist
A slit on my neck
And my eyes are heavy
And I'm almost there
The next thing I know
It's 2:14 in the morning
The next day after.
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\n Addict\n
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\n I\u2019m an addict
It\u2019s obvious

It\u2019s in the way I drink
Desperately pouring into my gut
To finally let a smile grace my lips
To mask my constant pain

It\u2019s in the things I do at night
Phone in one hand
The other reaching down
Endlessly searching for another wave
Just one more moment of bliss
Before I go back to reality

It\u2019s in the way I swallow my pills
Trying to will them to be stronger
Begging each extra tablet
To be just a little too much

It\u2019s in the emptiness of my soul
The numbness of my heart
The agony in my head
And the recklessness of my spirit
I know it\u2019s inside me
A few years and you\u2019ll see
It\u2019ll be quite obvious
I\u2019m an addict
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\n Wasting Kids\n
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\n Wasting my life.
Cause my time is so precious, ha!

Walking through my room,
the stench actually slows progress.
You feel it on your skin,
it thickens the air, increases drag.

They squirm on the floor.
I wipe them off my hands and stomach.

They might have had dreams, aspirations.
How ridiculous they\u2019re just ejaculations.
I posses a value for life. But my children here.
I don\u2019t feel anything for them, or without them.

Time ***** by.
Instinct, greed and something else win again.

This addiction doesn\u2019t leave track marks,
***** spoons, or empty lighters.
But it does leave a stench, and little time.
It\u2019s a **** I can\u2019t get rid of. Literally.
It\u2019s attached to me, I use it everyday in one way.

But **** it.
Whoops, phrasing...

I mean ***** it, school is in like 6 hours.
I feel relieved in one way. Now I have it onboard.
A nice big hit, of dopamine. Instantly.
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\n ******\n
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\n There\u2019s that point

Approaching ******

Reaching it

Savoring it....

Where I\u2019m absolutely certain

I\u2019d do anything for some real ***

Or maybe even

Just to ****** one more time...


I suppose I\u2019ve been in need
Of some kind of painkiller
And it\u2019s clear now
That natural ones may have to do
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