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Nymphomania

When I do it I love me
When I don't I hate me

I am beautiful lying upon my bed
Open like a flower
But I'm dirty
And I won't reach heaven
How did I go bad?
Why did I go bad? 

My curves resemble a goddess
Painted in watercolor
Worthy of museum
Then I’m nothing but a sinful woman
Slave of herself
Slave of a thought 
Thought like a parasyte

I can't stand the burning
My legs shake as if it were winter
But the atmosphere is suffocatingly warm
Like the cup of tea I forgot to drink

No matter how connected to paradise I feel
I have assimilated that I will never get there

When I do it I love me
When I don't I hate me

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Jeanine Dejesus

April 17, 2024 at 10:05 AM

Very powerful poem!

Beata Agustin

February 16, 2024 at 10:24 PM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.