Isn’t that what they are.
Temporary quick fixes.
Something to ease the pain, someone to take it all away.
We leave that bit out.
We strip ourselves of our clothes
but not our souls.
We enter into this invisible contract. In it states we are not allowed to show what we need,
no promises can be made.
We’re not allowed to hold on, that’s only permitted in our embrace.
We’ve really signed up to be disposable. Their’s already another body in line ready to take our place.



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