I am the dirty rag you use 

to clean up your orgasmic stains.

Desired, when I am useful.

Disgusting, once you are satisfied.


Use me, throw me, stain me, taint me.

I have seen your flaws,

but still choose to cleanse you.

Fix you.


Like the dried up rag under your bed,

you hide me from the world.


I am a reminder of your weaknesses.

Your impulsions, you imperfect being.


No purpose do I longer serve,

so on the floor I reside

until you finally see my worth

after you’ve made love only to yourself


and have left none for me


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