Melodramatic whore, what are all your sins? Why you cryin' like a child, wipe your face. If I payed you for your body, no doubt you'd let me in, Did you disobey your daddy? Bring shame to your mamma? Left alone with your disgrace. Do you wear that all the time? Mask of superficial glee, Your soul so wounded, deeper than you want to analyze, Your ebony flesh, nest of your own ruin, pay your fee, Disregard your struggles with bittersweet lies How did it feel when that man touched you? Wife and kids await at home. Did you get off on the exitement? Servicing his middle-aged body, tired and alone? Did he respond to your refined skills, scream some name, moan and cum? A thousand men have loved you, yet you've been loved by none.
Reason for writing:
I'm not exacly sure why I wrote this poem, I just felt like it one night, Maybe I'll find out what it stands for when I begin to undersand myself and my life a little better. Any suggestions for a name?(untittled) isn't exctly appealing is it?
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