It was everything I wanted it to be and less.
Sexual healing opened old wounds to new vulnerabilities.
The satisfaction & pleasure paled in comparison to the void created;
one with no hope of ever being filled.
My shallow goals carved deep disappointments.
Pandora’s Box held simple trinkets disguised as priceless gems.
My efforts outweighed the prize.
Better judgment was crippled by hormonal lust;
now hindsight taunts me with translucent truths.
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