made it worse
so much worse
a touch a taste
a teasing kiss
massage a mouth with mine
what bliss!
what bliss is this
thats so eschewed
and made a heart
so cold and bruised
a love refused
a recycled muse
constant musings
so confused.
how can i be what u dont choose?
not the one you have renewed
just my pure feelings misconstrued
and a teasing pleasing mood
gone in minutes
alas so rude
I was so used
I was so used.
Alas,
adieu,
I wont be missed
Too much wasted on one kiss.
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