Sometimes i feel invisible, a part of the unseen.
That the eyes of the one who should love me, will never meet with me.
His lips will never taste me, his hands will never feel me.
His cock will never fill me or leave my anus gaping.
I wish that he could see, so my soul can be found.
I wish that he could hear me as i scream his name out loud.
i Wish that he could feel me so i werent so cold and blue.
And one day he will feel me and know love is true.
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