Feelings of rejection and disgust
Faces portraying disinterest on becoming close
Close like vein and blood, pressing into the forskin of man
Pleasuring himself off of others
Torn and scarred by the words of his brothers
Left emotionless
Unattentive
Yet...
Knowingly we seem to forget
That we love. (Anyway)
That we are (Nothing)
And that we've become (Broken)
Shit guised as feeings
Showing not remorse
Of destroying virgin dreams
Of loving nameless dicks
Still loving?
Seemingly forever
Which only lasts minutes
Not hours
Minutes, lost in the fragmented mind
or seconds, of multiple orgasms from feeling inside
Simply overflowing with countless sex
The anticipation of "I Love You"
Really??
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