FEARS (I)
The fear,
Haunting and taunting
The scare,
Of you flaunting the
something
The tear
Of you forcing and
pushing
I hear
You shushing and
shushing
Even now
After years of
forgetting
Am bound
By memories recurring
Of how
Virtue lost
To lust burning
Virtue lost
To lust burning
Interestin expressions.... flaunting the something...hmm
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