Painful Pleasure

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Why did you say all those words?
It broke my heart into pieces
The silent scars still haunt me
It’s called passions, not diseases
A messy, unstructured little message
To say that pleasure becomes heavy
carrying hope, dreams, and love
Pierces my soul, and starts to chivvy
Being me is hard to deal
Those echoing pasts are hard to heal
Culture shifts, and everything else
Gaining acceptance, losing myself
I want myself back, so I type on the screen
It makes me feel safe, like I’m heard and seen
Weaving stories, crafting poems
Gives me bliss that no one knows
But it comes at the cost
of being dreamy
And leading a life
intense and creamy
Misunderstood passion
unexpected joy
They are part of my spirit
Not a mere toy!

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