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Click hereI've weaned myself from
the sweet milk of enigma that's you.
Now the bitter beverage
from loves nipple I once drew.
Late night parlays
of electrifying intensity
kept me light headed
from your proclivity.
Left me wet
in passions dew
now I replace
with "Witches Brew".
Soaked the pain
in acceptance vessel.
I destroyed the foundation
of dirty loves trestle.
The guilt of pride
create the lesions
that fester within.
Destined to infect
what did not begin
I indebted my heart
to deduct or maybe exhange
for acid filled tear ducts
and left over petty change.
If I had a dick,
a scrotum to scratch daily
then I'd only need to empty
a testosterone filled belly.
No lessons to school
No tears to shed
for fear of the burn
indifference would rule.
Little by little
pieces of peace
I end thoughts nightly
on the pillow of make belief.
I drift to the comfort
that tomorrow is closer
I will not suckle
on what is no longer.
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