HoneybeeA Poem by Alexandra
Undressing is the most awkward part of any tell-tale sex scene
Maybe what keeps me going is the alcohol infused in my blood stream Capillaries opened I’m so flushed, love There is such difficulty in shaking these feelings down I’ve grown to be the most cruel, self destructive person in this planet And you don’t care enough to even know my name What do I say to that? Absolutely nothing. I’ll put my jacket back on and walk out. Because there is nothing I ever wanted more, but to tell a man that I am worth more than this. © 2018 Alexandra |
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Added on November 16, 2018 Last Updated on November 16, 2018 |

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