I'm standing here speechless and numb, trying to pick up my thoughts from the abyss of feelings.
Emotional, in despair... disabled... distorted... dismembered...

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Get out! Come near!

Get lost, little *****!

But without you, I'm lost in my fears...

I'd cry it all out, but where do I get enough tears?

You're ******* me dry, that's what you're doing, my dear!

What's now? It seems like my soul disappears!

But wait, it's alright cuz I like how it's making all clearer.

You know, I've just made up all poets are cynic...

Take that, Shakespear!

Your poems are lies.

That's been just lust at its final frontier!

Luv *****, it's disturbing to hear...

What's next? It's just life with no fear.

Nuff said, I'll survive, hold my beer... )))