Red wine,
Oh my Valentine,
You're a whore for attention,
Begging for validation,
Giving into every one of my temptations.
Can't hide,
It's all in your own mind,
Give me more,
I want more you fucking whore.
Silence begs for chaos to break,
Go ahead and try to move under this weight.
Just be a good girl,
Even if the buzzing makes you want to hurl.
Don't hide from your fate,
Subtle begging will give you exactly what you hate.
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Author:
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Published:
December 31st, 2021 22:44
- Comment from author about the poem: Knowing only one way to get validation after a life of being on the back burner while battling with your own mind.
- Category: Reflection
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