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Expressionism – 11-11-14


Finding as I’m growing,
Want to invest.
Done with the days,
When I was obsessed
With seeing how quick,
She could undress.
Was so stuck, situated,
Fixated, staring at the naked chest.
Shoulder to shoulder.
Breast to breast.
Depressed really, gotta confess.
Too much wasted time,
On a simple conquest.
Got lonely sex at best.
What a mess.


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