Every body part participates when he fills me full.
Heart scattered and utters 'don't do this anymore'.
He didn't even reach at it.
Touches my lips many times.
Beyond soul
Never travel for it.
Beyond thought of it.
Everybody knew,
If not let me know them.
Sex is incomplete without love.
Love is nothing if you do not reach the depth of soul.
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I Hate Myself
PoetryI am worse for your best. "I Hate Myself" is the second part of "I Don't Want Myself". A poetry collection in which I tried to portray my Pain, Love, and Problems.