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BDSM Blues
I don’t see the keys to the cuffs
And the lube is still lost in my stuff
My floggers are shredded
I hate where I’m headed
It feels like the BDSM blues
The ropes that I need I can’t find
And it feels like I’m losing my mind
The gags they don’t fit
I’m feeling like shit
It must be the BDSM blues
It’s hell getting older for sure
But we all know there is no cure
So, I’ll ignore my bad knees and my back
And continue to try and fight through
Those horrible BDSM blues
And the lube is still lost in my stuff
My floggers are shredded
I hate where I’m headed
It feels like the BDSM blues
The ropes that I need I can’t find
And it feels like I’m losing my mind
The gags they don’t fit
I’m feeling like shit
It must be the BDSM blues
It’s hell getting older for sure
But we all know there is no cure
So, I’ll ignore my bad knees and my back
And continue to try and fight through
Those horrible BDSM blues
Published 4th Mar 2022
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4th Mar 2022 9:05pm
Anonymous
5th Mar 2022 3:44am
I like the originality and honesty. Can't say I've ever read a BDSM poem with this spin. Trying to think of a good artist to cover this if it were a song...
