tell me you want to slit me

hes breaking taking inflating me godless nights no one sees but his eyes glued to me so greedily it's almost sickening and i look and love but he just wants a taste dont undress me with your eyes with haste i know its fake but maybe not? i'm yelling for this to stop and my pulse raising making my coldness hot steaming with chills he doesnt know the whole he made will never be filled god oh fuck make this stop i'm dying but no end to this hell where i fell in this tower that took me to the top floor when the door opened i could see no more...
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THAT WAS A REALLY GAY-ASS poem. fuck it wasnt even one. i dont know what it is
[Anonymous]
Ignore the bastard that wrote that last comment. I get it, been there done that. Your poetry is beautful.
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