It's so frustrating
To hear songs
Of courting
And sex
Described so vividly
That you can't help
But want it
But can't have it
When all you crave
Is physical bliss
From the very hands
That aren't yours
My will power
Self control
And patience
Are wearing thin
I am starving myself
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PoetryThis is the tale of emotions gone rogue. They stole a depressing '69 Mini Cooper Country Man. Denial is driving. Anger is smoking a cigarette in the passenger seat. Identity is nowhere to be found. The red flags are in the trunk. Okay, not seriously...
