Remorse I want to go, where nobody knows my name where no one sees pain, when they stare and I can wear, a flirting smile in digust, there's nothing to lust, but money and affection good intentions are intoxicating like smokes and drink, when I'm high I think, about what I've done, was it in fun, or could I've refused....
Reason for writing:
i felt remorseful about an impure toughts i was
having but hey...I'm only human!
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