As it turns out. I was his a vessel.
as an infant i sucked his dick, because that's what he gave me.
not a pacifier.
sometimes my finger.
when he was horny, his penis.
And i swallowed.
try remembering that on for size.
but I loved,
too.
Still.
too.
Still.
because it is human nature to love.
yes to love.
being, his soul was long on life support
he saw my love as a weakness to exploit.
he saw my love as a weakness to exploit.
my weakness
to me exploit.
to me exploit.
but the joke is on him
because I'm still loved today.
and he is dead.
and unloved.
and unloved.
the cancer killed him dead when they pulled the plug on his soul.
spite will turn on you like that.
which is why i forgive.
and why I know love.
why I am loved.
yes loved.
why I am loved.
yes loved.
Yes!
Loved.
Loved.
for as they say,
... to love is to be loved...
to love is to be
human.
Plus, you never know
perhaps choking on his semen,
was really just me choking on his soul
giving me a taste for soul; my perfect compass
early immunity to the venom of lust and hate
the antidote.
to embrace my humanity:
no matter the cost
for as it turns out
it's what freed me,
in the end
to embrace my humanity:
no matter the cost
for as it turns out
it's what freed me,
in the end
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