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300,000 Women

A poem of Empty Sex

By Alex BaconPublished 3 years ago 1 min read
300,000 Women
Photo by hao wang on Unsplash

Spinnin...spinnin...my mind is always spinnin

1, 2, 300,000 women

Going around the globe, will the cycle ever end?

I'm just looking for a girl that I can call my best friend

Dropping down below and falling under the surface

The deeper I go, the more I see her

She tells me to come close; she got the vibe of the Grim Reaper

Now, tell me can you see her

Stripping off her silk dress and getting into bed

Getting other women to go down and give her head

I'm obsessed with her sex

Her energy is too different

Got all the men feigning to get her pregnant and have their children

And we just keep spinnin...spinnin...our minds just keep spinnin

1,2, 300,000 women

But there's one that remains cold and drives us all livid

Can't sleep or daydream because the visions be vivid

1, 2, 300,000 women

love poems

About the Creator

Alex Bacon

Alex is a hippy warrior from Orlando, Florida. They have accomplished many things, including serving in the United States Navy as a Hospital Corpsman and graduating with a BFA in Creative Writing. Alex is on the path to become a publisher.

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