All Used Up
Confident and Clean
Losing me in a state of uneasiness
Brought about by big eyed creatures
Connected with veins to wires
And screens relentlessly trying
To destroy anything regarding
Beauty and youthful desires
Sexual satisfaction and freedom
We stood in the hallway
Eyes and arms protruding in a
Hypnotic fashion
Feeling each other for
Something that cannot be there
And will never be there
We are fighters connected on a string
Of outcomes that are always beyond
Our control
We found solstice in this equation
Realizing that the results would end up
Horribly wrong
You, being stuck to the actions of sex and liberty
I, being weighted by the feelings
automatic caring
memorable connections
the passion and saliva
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