Go On
Started out and loved it.
Went on and soon got bored.
Thats just how I am.
Boredom.
Sadness.
Wanting.
So stop taunting.
A kiss and touch.
Scared to trust.
Can't be sure about you.
Can't be sure about anyone.
I want you to want me.
Sexually.
Passionatly.
Orally.
I want you to love me.
I just don't want to love you back.
Gotten bored.
So bored.
And I need something more.
So I stop and let you do what you do.
I don't fight back.
And I hope you don't stop.
Hope we get caught.
Go on.
I'll be strong.
Be the whore.
Nothing more.
It's boring.
So boring.
I don't want this anymore.
A month is a long time.
So immature.
So go on.
Don't stop.
And I pray we get caught.
Cuz then we can be done.
And You can end it.
And I can move on.
by
FadingAwayposted on 04/08/2008
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