TW: Body image issues, trust issues and sexual interaction
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Sharpen my features,
Create a separate identity,
Inject your lies, into my dark blue piercing veins,
Whilst my ego arises, and many other things too,
As you take another shot,
Of my porcelain physique,
Amused, taking it all in,
Up and down,
Your eyes soaking up my looks,
Undressing my gown, beautiful, isn't it?
"Maybe you'll be placed on Vogue", you spout,
As if I'm blazed, I know I'll see myself,
On the playboy magazine at best.
Told my mother I'd be successful,
Should've mentioned,
That you were my downfall,
Moving your hands down my waist,
Pleasuring me,
Whispering sweet nothings,
Your hot breath against my delicate skin,
Deep purple-ish red marks,
Lining upon my collarbone.
Leaving me wishing you were more,
than just a figment of my touch-starved imagination,
yet infected with my unstable self-esteem,
and the inability to trust those who show promise.
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Image used for cover: @/snackkdaddy on pinterest :D
