I fear I may be broken.
I don't know if I've ever had an orgasm.
I don't know what love feels like,
Though I use the word constantly.
Am I broken?
(No sweetie, you're just asexual.)
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The Places You Go In Your Mind
PoetryA collection of poetry that reflects the poet's state of mind over the course of many years. The poems are largely unrelated and cover many topics.
