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Leather harness, body glitter.
Sweet catharsis, fever blisters.
Anonymous, liberation
Muzzled elan , exhumation
I’m trying
Swollen lymph nodes, pink flesh
Bareback payload, stale sweat
I need to be alone
Potpourri of sleaze, lips crust over
Cesspool of disease, full disclosure
Emboldened kinks, tasteful incense
Blissful glimpse, failures condense
Timid hookups
Run of the wheel
antibiotics,
Valtrex congeal
Can't take another heartbreak
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2. |
Bliss
05:35
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Don’t call me a Truvada whore
Churlish flakes, bitter and adored
Repetition, make me feel beautiful.
Indecision, unbearably dull.
Wasted, Faceless, aimless
Clumsy kiss off
Wasted, jaded, nameless
Better offer
I’ll take what I can get
Wasted, Faceless, graceless
Wistful jerk off
Wasted, jaded, nameless
Rejection proferred
My cell phone, overflowing with nudes
White, cisgendered, middle class, gay male blues
Flirtation, A life of privilege
Sedition, third world pillaged
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3. |
Holymotherfuckingghost
04:25
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Anachronism
Attrition
Superstition
Submission
Cheap mysticism
Clinging desperately
To anti-contraception
zealotry
Catholicism’s legacy
Seroconversion
In developing countries
Stagnation
On your knees, on your knees
Salvation
fever dream, fever dream
Feral liturgies
fatal
Unheard litanies
Betrayal
Baptism
Bifurcation
Benedictions
Barbarism
Regressive, reckless
Convictions
Christendom,
A conflagration
Smug smiles
Callous ministry
Junk sick
Jonseing for antiquity
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Sardonic, handsome
oblivious and stoned
Cherished his cum
Eager hole on loan
I’d make the same mistake
He’s still unswayed
Boilerplate heartbreak
Mild regret remains
Tragically, he doesn’t love me
Apathy & STDS
Obviously,
Shamelessly, fantasy.
Every boy, a chore
This town’s a bust
A trail of open sores
Shit luck, shit luck
Tragically, he doesn’t love me
Apathy & STDs
Obviously,
Shamelessly, fantasy.
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5. |
Unsolicited
04:03
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Pleasure Chest parking lot
bear-ish libertines
Cheap lube
free clinic queens
wipe the load off my face
smile remains
We part without a word
Affection feigned
Better than nothing,
I want to feel something
Unsolicited
Uninterested
The only constant
No responses
Out of luck
Unsolicited
Uninterested
The only constant
No responses
Lonely as fuck
Faultline bathroom
Creep like a beast
Side eye medley
Lust fleeced
Boorish Ex’s
Unsurprisingly single
Might as well
Try and rekindle
Better than nothing,
I want to feel something
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6. |
You people are dynamite
04:32
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Imbroglio,
lawn section
Inebriated ‘I miss yous’
Sour ‘come undone’
Drunk text Rolodex
Tired of being alone
3rd alternate
Fuck it,
Take me home.
It’s never enough
To give up, to give up
the night marches on and on
Rank and file
Clinging to modern rock.
one last tryst
Run out the clock
Transformative performances
Meaningful merch
A stuffed fissure,
left in the lurch
Knuckles white
Teeth clenched
Deadlines
Outline
Phoned in
lust, entrenched
Deadlines
Out of time
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7. |
BPD
03:52
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Locked door,
Budget razor held to his throat,
my gloom blooms
Howls, serrated
Howls, ignored
Isolation, deflation.
Can’t be what he needs.
Blue eyes, gorgeous
don’t know what to do
Aloof, nonplussed
I still love you
Blue eyes, feral
don’t know, what to do
Self-harm herald
I still love you
Self medication,
My indiscretions, unprotected.
Devastated.
Platitudes
consumed
Weeping wounds.
serrated.
Can't be what he needs
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Optimistically relative
03:49
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The price of self respect
loneliness
Cheating piece of shit, I’m wrecked,
I still miss his drunken caress
Disquiet, confusion
His life isn’t even in ruins
He’s already moving on
Growlr Don Juan
Autopilot
Seclusion
Floundering in newfound freedom
Withdrawn
Automaton.
I will fall apart
I will fall apart
Autopilot
Ascension
Solace in perfunctory threesomes
Press on,
Automaton!
I won’t fall apart
I won’t fall apart
My revenge, he’d approve
Anonymous loads
Getting fucked by everything that moves
just trying to not implode
Months later
Reconciliation
slow echo, old failure
Probation, stagnation,
Predictably,
ends terribly
endlessly
repeating
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9. |
Insignificance
03:52
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Indifference
Years pass by
Fuck it, you tried
Insignificance
Still, some bitterness
Earnest sweat
They’re still unimpressed
As weeknights coalesce
All your dreams
Stillborn, stillborn.
Unadorned.
you were warned, yes you were warned.
All your dreams,
Stillborn, stillborn.
Undeterred.
you will mourn, yes you will mourn
Rejection,
becomes complacency
pursuit of luxury
Resignation,
Insignificance
Comfortable, suppressed
Haven’t noticed yet
Obsolescence
Petty
Jealousy
Just like
all the rest
Glaring
Realization
It's not me
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10. |
I'm fucking delightful
04:16
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Hazel eyes wander
New maths conjured
Tomorrow, I’ll atone
Tonight, poppers and silicone
Haven’t told him yet
Fucked over my best bet
Repeated pleas
Guilt, shame, unease
haven’t told him yet
Fucked over my best bet
The fault, mine
Lecherous, divine
A cold, cruel bargain
Halfhearted pleas for pardon
Guess I've thrown it all away
perfidious cliche
Doubts fester
meaningless gesture
celibate, tethered
Can’t wait anymore
Drunk & distant
Anti depressants
Conflict persistent,
Shitty excuses galore
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