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Don't worry dear,
the dust will settle
and cover the wounds
left from your
nights of whoring.
no judgement here,
but you are losing
touch with every
man you take.
if you ever grow
out of your lust
for attention and
by some miracle
trust yourself enough
to need a friend,
i’ll be here to
take your call, but
don’t expect my love;
only my understanding.
