Black Screens of Temptation Use MeMature

I drown
It doesn’t matter
Not does she care
I am the one without force

And she wants to sleep with me

I am somewhat upset
This is not what I would do
Temptations a vice preferred to distil solemn daunted used up

This is black screen I am not shielded
Rather insidious or at least just to me
Brag brag I feel awful but it’s something to take away the boredom

I may not know or understand and I still laugh along with them

With them with them with them

 

The End

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