Erotic PoetryCollapseI want freedom.
I am trapped here.
I want my escape.
Where is my escape?
I search for the people
In my life as a
Form of escape.
By delving
Into them for awhile
I can forget about myself.
Me.
Him.
Sex.
Pleasure.
Simple.
I know what I am looking for.
I am searching for my escape.
For a moment
To just not be
Trapped.
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