you may very well have spoiled my taste for women
it isn't - wasn't - often I was exposed to a goddess
how selfish
how selfish of you to quench my thirst for beauty, all in an instant
how cruel of you to drown me, bury me in your eyes
to show me a funeral of the utmost aesthetic, so gorgeous that my only choice was to run to it
a man without desire, isn't
you have given me all I need to cease
a drug that fosters a cure instead of an addiction, would be ill suited to the disease that is life
seemingly, you are oblivious to your destruction
do they have it in yellow
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