Literotican Journey

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Crash n burn, crash n burn
How bitter are the scorned and spurned
Stalking threads where e'er they go
Reaping thistles where they sew

Wanting friends yet finding none
Finding insults all in fun
Can't reveal the "me" inside
No faithless foe would be my guide.

So addicted I do stay
Whiling boring hours away
Till a knock comes at my door:
Man needs me to be his whore.

Then at night I close my eyes
Throw a plea at starlit skies:
Oh please let me see That Face
That loves me in ANY place.

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