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!