almost bald, some hair have consistently fallen
bigger tummies
bloated to some earthly experience
the men of her life
smelling beer
and saline sweat
but always she will remember them
always feeling sexy
the dark room
the musk perfume
the warm blankets
some pillow cases
smelling pungent still
inside her lonely mind
her heart has stopped bleeding
the men of her life
oh! they were sexy too
tall and strong and naked
always penetrating
her emptiness
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