mental fuck
conquer and subdue
grasp a hold and pull
tight gripped fingers
in fisting drives
wanting to
fuck your mind
their enjoyment
is planting the seed of discord
their smile is your pain
their unhappiness never resolved
but a fake grin expressed
while humping your brain
at the pool of tranquility
they ripple the water
canon bomb into your thoughts
swim in your words
unable to leave,
stuck on you
a mental fuck wanting to screw
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