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Numb by StormTheArsonist
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- Please don't insult my intelligence
- with the fact that you think the truth isn't relevant
- to me personally is all poor judgement
- maybe that's how it is within your element
- but I'm disgusted of it,
- and i rather not to deal with none of it.
- I consider ourselves above it.
- why dwell on weather it was love or was it?
- either way i was played with strings like a puppet
- in a way i felt it, but said fuck it.
- knowing this would never be permanent
- but that pussy, I love it, digging in deep in her stomach
- with my shoulders and those legs above it, we love it
- the relationships was based on sex when summoned
- she was full of elegance, always wet, graded with excellence
- what we had was a step further than friends with benefits
- there was no better sex, knowing each other like relatives
- meeting one another's mother, sharing that trust from one another
- we were frisky, never pulling out, quite risky, never using rubbers,
- secret lovers, secretly making love under our spouses covers
- and if i pulled out, she'd suck it, and lick me, we were kinky mother fuckers
- there was a difference in age, but those were just numbers
- together we preformed wonders, we were perfect for each other.
- but the promises ended up broken, while all the faith was stolen
- apparently I'm not the chosen, the news was unlike a trojan
- funny thing is I saw it coming and held the door wide open!
- those moments felt golden, in my mind their all held frozen in time
- everything happen so sudden like a explosion
- the crying and pain left our eyes swollen
- and it's been months since we've spoken
- without her I wouldn't have woken, no joking
- she was my air, without her I'm choking... while these walls are closing
- I'm holding in the pain, trying to maintain its strange not knowing
- I'm left alone smoking, while memories continue floating
- building strength and the will as the confidence continues growing,
- so this is moaning? releasing the guilt that I'm holding?
- if anyone askes, truth is, I'm healing slowly as time passes.
- its the hardest thing owning, but I'm trying and slowly ...it's going!
- I'm moving on, I'm over the sadness, and progress is showing.
- to see better I just keep on my glasses
- so I can dodge or block what Karama's throwing!
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