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I don’t trust a lot of people with my heart and mind
It’s been broken too many times
Before and after
The taste of it is enough to make me blind
To see the real intentions of people
Is it selfless what they are after?
Or selfish?
Can it be both?
For it is I who must choose between growth
And healthy self respect
The kind of which can’t be bought at liquor stores
The kind of which cannot be attained by sleeping with whores
Only with some good old fashioned despair and loneliness
Can this be cured
Take Your face and shove it
Between the legs
From which You came from
A healthy womb is a nurturing place
Although the distaste
Will leave You breathless
Careless with the showing of love
I need to get back to my heart
Ian Altosaar
