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Stop�Thinking

Stop�Thinking

Being bored was never something I was known for
It all depends on, what; I am in the mood for
I have discovered, that men want to put a chain on me
They want to keep me stuck, like in a cage or something
I cannot live my life that way; it�s like predicting a dream
Before you even go to sleep: I do not think it is happening

No! I can�t tell you, what I want to do in an hour, but right now
I want to just sit in your lap, and lay here for a while, I want to
Listen to your heart beating, I love to listen to you breathing
I need you honey to just shut the fuck up� and� hold me, please
I may want to talk later but I missed you
And I need to just sit here and inhale you

I needed to know you were safe you wouldn�t believe how I worried about you
I fucked a man for the first time since I feel in love with you, while you were gone; I was thinking of you �
And I begged him to hurt me, he enjoyed the journey, he did it eagerly
I was able to stop hurting and worrying about you, I was able to breathe a little bit; you said you wanted
Me to do it, so now its official I am a magical slut
I don�t understand or know why, I only find comfort in sex, but I can�t just let anyone in, I am blessed with good friends �that know me, and love me for who I am, and I am grateful �I have them to fall back on, I lost my mind, I was scared and worried, but now I am good I am doing fine, I love you but I need to be abused, and only sex will do it�s like my drug of choice, and it helps me to not always think of only you

Lori aka seascape