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Her Beauty Taunts my hand,
Daring me to fold under analyzing eyes.
Her impression upon my being not noticed,
Til her presence be removed.
Disappointment burdens my thoughts,
As it leads in ten different paths.
None of which ends in a nigh euphoric manner.
Miniscule relations held to hide the gap that she left.
Not a one comes close to simplistic beauty her face held,
Lacking her loving, soft spoken words,
Their lips sting me, releasing their toxins into my flow.
A lone longing for that faitful day fills me,
Lusting for her gental touch, soothing my soul
Lulling my conscience, and bringing me peace
Daring me to fold under analyzing eyes.
Her impression upon my being not noticed,
Til her presence be removed.
Disappointment burdens my thoughts,
As it leads in ten different paths.
None of which ends in a nigh euphoric manner.
Miniscule relations held to hide the gap that she left.
Not a one comes close to simplistic beauty her face held,
Lacking her loving, soft spoken words,
Their lips sting me, releasing their toxins into my flow.
A lone longing for that faitful day fills me,
Lusting for her gental touch, soothing my soul
Lulling my conscience, and bringing me peace
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A poem that i wrote while recovering from being used by yet another female
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you poor thing
this is written beautifully!!
this is written beautifully!!