it's always what self wants... refusing luv'rs to be more than an attraction as to fall into luv... selfish acts of the heart defines those who are allowed to stay... picking at the edges to get to the center of worth tamed... n if the vibe isn't fed it's onward we go... as solo as the yesterdays questions to who possesses the glow... creating a feeling stretching the face with expressions as long as self gets what we want... n as the newness wears from the tingle it's over before blinks can read the fine print of the font... seeking another to cater to our own thrills... seeing who has it in them to give with free will... going from one to the next trying to receive the dreams caught up in the mind... opened for a chance to be shown that self matters for a moment to live life... prior to the disappearance of hands groping the curves winding around sighs... shaping silhouettes with details capturing features that no longer hide... wanting one thing n that's self to be happy with our damned thoughts... n every one of them are sick n twisted with flaws so ever fuckin raw...
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