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by mt
Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Relationship · #1758472
Have you ever known what something is about, but didn't know what to call it? That's this.
Frustrated with the world I’ve gotten
Unable to search for the life I’ve wanted
So I’m stuck with this pathetic fetish
And cursed with the Devil’s menace

Dysfunctional dementia
Always gotta pretend ya
Left me for a reason
Pretend I’m not a season
Like winter or spring
Another casual fling
Like summer or fall
The end of it all

A boy in the world appealed to a girl
A man stuck in place forgot her useless face
The boy begged please from upon his heathens knees
The man lashes out from his protective cloud
The girl denied the boy, he’s just another toy
The man cuts loose, ties the rope into a noose.

Dysfunctional dementia
Always gotta pretend ya
Had to have a reason
To leave before the season
Before winter became spring
With another casual fling
Or summer became fall
The end of it all
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