His voice whispers

Cold but sweaty shivers

Lips quiver

Flooding my river

How could I ever reconsider?

Body’s used and abused


Sexually so all the skills that we use

Selective yet we still refuse

Our new beginning

But this isn’t news

Confused on our fate

Naive to what it takes

Universe send me a sign for Heavens sake

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