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You push and beg
"Come on! Doesn't it feel good?"
Your hands caress me but I feel nothing but emptiness
You burden me with guilt
Until I finally give in
You push inside me
The deeper you go, I lose a little bit more of myself in the flow
You claim this is love
But why does it rot me to the core?
Leaving me with a bitter taste afterwards?
You finish and sleep
In silence, I weep
A body used for the pleasure of you.
YOU ARE READING
Letters never sent
PoetryWords I simply couldn't find the courage to say feelings tucked away never to see the light of day.
