Everytime it passed
My ego lasts
and demands
for more of you.
My ego is thirsty
for your pure nasty
I know you're tasty
let me be your baby
My ego loves
our tic tac toe
so crossed me
in your Os
and get me in my XOXOs.
Everytime it passed
my mind goes nuts
and desires your touch
so let me be yours for once
–A teen having a taste for older men.
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Poetry𝘗𝘰𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘺 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴, 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘺 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘳, 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘳...
