Suppressed Pussy

She runs from me
She doesn’t know me
And how could she recognize me?
I sold her off mid-sentence
Now she won’t come for me.
Come to me,
I’ll pass you off to him.
I hold real desires, but we’re separated.
I only know to tend.
PG

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