Locker Room Talk
I set fire to the souls of men
With words
True stories
Of conquests
My glories; My mistakes
To them it’s tales of belt notches
But to me heart breaking lessons
Simple ones
Like girls with boyfriends are attainable
But never worth the work and have no long term potential
Tough ones
Like sex is like art
Vast in every way
Or
To the masses in their teens and twenties sex is just pleasure
Love is rarely the reason
So I tell my stories
Never dropping a name
Weeding out brand new morals
To keep my head and heart sane
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