i.
The one
You are not
I have found “the one” several times before
And no longer are they my ones
But the ones of another
The one
You are not
But my zero
ii.
I will bring the scent of many before youse
Women on my hips
In my beard
In my hair
In my mouth
Between my thighs and my fingers
Yes, an ocean of jealous females
Will come
But when I multiply them
By you
They will be nothing
*Originally published on thebreakdownoftaboo blog.
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Great post 😁
Thank you.
What is “youse?”
just “yous” spelled differently. But yeah, it looks weird kinda.
Ah! Cool – You (singular) suffices – no? 🙂
Yes, I’m pretty sure it could. You’re exactly right.