i said virginity is a childhood disease
and these days it seems, has interest of the attic thief
patience for the ever dramatical grief
there’s only four ways to acquire, anyone who says different is a salesman or a liar
you can find it, earn it, make it, or steal it
i haven’t found a single way to keep it.
you can leash it, it’ll leave. you can teach it to stay and it’ll leave
and day by day it leaves by degrees.
congratulations to the dry eyes
consolation to the nice guys
condensation is on the underside of everything i touch
i seem to chill the objects that i meant to love so much.
pump the anesthesia, spite the man that leaves you.
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