He looked into her eyes
While he pumped himself
With Godsweat on his back
Dripping on her chest
He put two fingers
Upon her closed eye
And he then believed
Because it sparkled
>From slo-motion to unsafe speed
He pumped harder..'come now, Mike!'
He pumped harder because she said this..
His flames were real fires
But they came out like mild vomit
We had our fights after this..
It wasn't love
And It's no surprise..with all the bitches
Who ask for it and turn the tables
It's happened too many times before
If you cure my ticking bomb
I'll still remain devoted..
That's how I am
With women who bleed on me
For being close to nothing..
Reading Inbetween - the Myst (by Seung kim)
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