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Chapter 142

i eat men

☆Faith☆ (A Series Of Poems)

Babe, you know I like to get drunk off of power

Hold a candle to your face and get closer and quieter

Light you up like an arsonist, babe you'll go up in smoke

And I'll stand back and watch the firework show

Oh sweet angel baby

You don't know what to expect

When I get mean and I get wretched

Poor boy will get scared to death

And what sweet gentlemanly behavior

You'll hold the door open for me

And when we get off at the restaurant you won't even let me see the receipt

It's a tale as old as time, and you know I like historical scenes

Can't wait to get drunk on sadness when you inevitably leave me

You'll become infatuated

Boys like you always do

I find your little weakness because exploiting it turns me on for you

And I coax and I smile

Boy, you know I'm coy and talk taboo

And when you drop me off at my apartment

I'll let you kiss me so it hurts more when we're through

Oh, you'll be so head over heels

You'll text the very next day

Send me a picture of your corgi and say we could adopt one together someday

And oh, what simple domesticity you share

Yet in silence, I'll somehow hear your prayers

Tell your family you thought I was the one

So sweet and fragile

"She's only 5' 1"!"

But then comes one day

Then two days

Pure silence...

You're still waiting by the phone after four

Babe, I date just to create heartache

I tell myself no one cares for this little old soul

You'll soon come to hate me by my own volition

So I keep swiping cause you know I crave more

Written: April 21, 2024

A/N: Tinder

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