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Steer clear of malice; To speak of arrows tipped in actuality and respond justly toward malignity. Lest I fall under the gaze of malice becoming putrid within. Heavenly Father above. You paved the way to a damaged youth yet, Almost commonplace to allow surrogate protectors, Crawl inside my flesh only to be spat back out once again. I realise I am not but the woman I thought myself to be; Only an interchangeable piece in the mechanism. A piece in the mechanism, Intertwined between countless souls on the way of my path. By Lana
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May 27, 2018
May 27, 2018 at 10:30 PM UTC
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I am your surrogate. Your surrogate boyfriend Your surrogate lover Your surrogate friend. I'm a stand in. I'm a waiting room Before your appointment. I'm your emotional pick me up Your needed ego boost. Close when you want me to be Far away when you choose. I am opinionless I am desireless I'll fulfill what you need me to I'll plug the holes But I'll never make you whole. I am temporary depression distraction I am generous My fingertips will go where you want When you want My skin is cold. I'll be your companion Until you don't want me around I'll be thankful for your pity invites. I'll hide my pain, so I can take yours. I'll be lonely so that you don't have to be. Am I time well spent? When you're with me, Do you think of where you'd rather be? Or who you'd rather be with? I am your surrogate Your emotion crutch I'll care so that you don't have to. Why don't you care? I'll shown concern and interest So that you won't have to. I'll be here for you So that you don't have to be for me. I'll give you my heart So you can keep yours hidden.
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Oct 5, 2016
Oct 5, 2016 at 5:11 PM UTC
Surrogate
--- she is defunct mother of a strange changeling she nurses it upon her own heart arterial blood of deepest crimson while It bites the ****** she accepts her fate and allows it to feed until it is bloated as a leach she allows this stillborn to drain her soul till there is no longer any joy nor pain love nor hate peace nor fear lust nor frigidity she has named her child loneliness and she lets it drain her til she is
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Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 4:30 AM UTC
surrogate