Need

BT

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Need

Sleeping with him, my dream.
Will he like me, I like him so.

Darkness comes, Joy is mine
Winter winds howl, snow white so pure.

I want to be loved, liked
Touch me, hold me, love me.

He is so tan, so hard, so beautiful
Winter cold, he is so warm.

His love I crave, Please
Like me, talk to me, accept me.

He smiles, he laughs, he touches
He tells me I am good, I am so good.

I want to be good, be loved
I will do anything to be loved by him.

I am a big boy, I am five now
I am good, I am very good, I am loved.
 

Brayton

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Wow, that packs a wallop. That last stanza is incredible. You caught the beauty-horror thing really well. I guess that's what hit me anyway because that's what troubles me most.

Brett
 
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