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Click hereIs that all that I am to you?
Holes?
That is all that you seem to use me for.
Just some sheath for your sword.
A living doll no better than a toy.
I know the look in your eyes.
That’s how you see all women.
Holes.
Just holes.
Prizes to be conquered then discarded.
That is until you need your next fix.
You are a junkie.
We are your drug.
Incapable of love.
Only lust.
Why can I not say no?
We are all junkies, depends which drug we consume, sex or money or power or alcohol or just name it ….. so yeah LOVE is some we lost walking down the path of evolution or we opened Pandora’s box, the WWW , and now its all about fuck or cunt or cock or bdsm or vanilla or trophy wife or golddigger , but not empathy or love or caretaking or just name it ……. TRAGEDY
Yes every being is unique and special, but we need to find this love for us as first in us in ourselves, we have to trust our soul ….. take care of you and love you because you’re worth your love
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ABSOLUTELY NOT!!!!!!
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Hallo Beautiful Bree!
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YOU'RE NOT JUST HOLES!... You're a beautiful intelligent woman!... And Love, that's how we see you!
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Well 5-More Stars ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ and thank you, I think?
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The Black Queen 👩🏿 and Gay kat 👩🏼!
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Good poems make you feel and reflect. First reading disappointed with closing two lines, but that’s on me. Upon second reading — only lust. Works for both; not a love story. OK, enough reflection.