it has been well over a year now sence I have been with a woman. quite frankly I have forgotten what one feels like. A worm body, soft skin, and a loving heartbeat. I have forgotten the wormth, forgotten the feel and I have forgotten the sound. every one says that I must wait for "the rite one" but after all that I have been through, after all that I have known; I realize one thing. There is and will never be a woman out there for ME. . . how do I know this you ask? it is very simple, I have seen every compadable woman I wish so strongly that I could call my own, I have seen them. . . but they have not seen me. and as of late I have grown tired of it all. tierd of false hope, tired of lonely nights, and Im tired of this hole in my chest... so I have made this vow, an outh if you will, that my blood line ends with ME. I cannot inmagen bring a child with the same flaws that I have unto a world so crule. this of cours can be broken the moment I finally am proven wrong and some one seeks ME out.
but untill then, I am no more than a ghost with a voice.
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