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Robin MacCuish Apr 2018
Oh how he kisses *****
Left, right, and center
How he grovels on his knees and prays to his
Boss
Teacher
Professor
Instructor
Stranger
But the thing about kissing *** is
it leaves
**** on your lips
The Bull kind of ****:
Creating brown smeared smiles
fake and full of lies
With the sprinkling of
frenzied flies.

A bigger paycheck, but a dead *** *** inside
Somebody empty and unsatisfied
Needing confirmation from a system
That they are loved
From a higher power from above

And only that is what he will believe
That is what he’ll believe before he believes in me
Lex Jun 2014
That moment when you just feel so alone and unwanted that you basically beg to let the tears roll down your cheeks but can't bare to let them.
That moment when you just wish the ground would swallow you up and let you be alone.
The time when everyone is together except you and you feel so unwelcome that you just leave.
When you're in a room full of people but you feel an empty breeze and barely notice the looks on people's faces because you're too lonely to look at them.
That moment when people think you're a snob because they're too intimidating for you to talk to.
When they think you're stuck up because you never strike up a conversation, yet they can't either.
That moment when you just feel unneeded by the world and finally think about really leaving.

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