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BEGGAR'S HANDS.

Another careful sentence
whispered in my name,
another perfect look,
given because of me.
If you were craving less
and fighting all the same,
the moment wouldn't be that flawless,
extraordinary guessing game.

It's such a strange paradox,
you seem to be so happy,
yet you are so fucking lonely
and your eyes tell me to...

Find the parts that broke apart,
join them back again.
Feed your weakened, starving heart
and please your begging hands.

Now, what a peculiar dream this is: ejaculating promises
of being someone who will save you
from your own withdrawal...
Fuck you, if only once, hold you for a night. Because someone left, or someone had died. "Fuck me if only once and cum on my face. If it means I'm in someone's arms if only for a day."


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