Randoms

poem by: Aina A
Written on Jun 13, 2018 

I walked over to the mirror and looking into it I realised I was not alone.
There was a random dude behind me.
He was pulling on it.
Touching and watching the female body that stood before me.
I tried to forget about what I was doing.
Did I agree?
I guess so.
In some sort of self destructive way.
I have no care or give a tiny shit for this limped dick married loser.
I know that this event will haunt me in unexpected ways for years to come.
Fuck me.
I am a shit.
I let my body be somebody else's bitch.

 

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A previous user commented on Jun 14, 2018 at 8:18pm
It's a beautiful poem but I am sorry there was a situation in which you had to experience something horrible like that

 

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