by susan

>>nestle, perhaps, marble, warm, unmolested

Oh, I've learned
your eyes don't amaze me anymore
perhaps the disappointment wasn't enough
to hustle the feelings away
for him hustled a whore

unmolested I sight the undying wish of goodbye
credence failed, he failed
the warm feeling I felt filled itself with wrath
wrath of you, to calm myself, I exhaled.

I clench my fist and close my eyes
full of embarrassment I confront my source
(I'm loosing my marbles, I really am)
source is empty, no answers, he's avoiding it of course
I nestled him first, I guess she likes used clothes

A warm voice entered my mind
It came behind me
I turned around

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