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In Denial

So close together in sight
Felt left in the pitch black night

Creeping slowly further away
From this love which I'm a slave

Holding close each sexual intake
With this pretend love we make
Wiping away the tears of lust
We only make them because we must

Passionate bites so fake inside
Never would I want to see him cry

Luxiously understanding not what I hide
All the victorys I've won by these lies

Author notes

wickid clowns

This poem might be a little hard to understand it jumps around but the confusion is ment to be there... Its umm wait do you love him or what?

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  • thefuzzy1
    July 16, 2007

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    O.O

    I love the Lines:Holding close each sexual intake
    With this pretend love we make
    Wiping away the tears of lust
    We only make them because we must

    to me it captures the nature of about 99% of humanity