I always wanted to become a woman i am scared of perfection is my nightmare,
I became the woman they desire ,but don’t love ,
all they want is my warm body pressing against their cold ,
being their one night stand toy.
Toy
Klaudia Klaudia
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 10/01/2019
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Poem topics: night, desire, perfection, cold, nightmare, warm, stand, body, love, woman, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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