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Prudence Vexations
Pathetic, without purpose. Drop the guilt-trips within self-unassurance.
Saint; you are not. Demon; you wish to be.
Every single, tiresome façade seemingly bothers me.
Pick an attitude; denial you are in.
Stop playing hungry nun - so afraid of sin.
Prude isn't accepted, simply a word for disparagement.
Yet, you hardly care -- Pride with Prudence.
I don't wish to sound harsh, unkind, or demeaning.
But what the hell exactly is this pose you are seeming.
Shards of dancing dreams; erotica shall never be.
Prude is as Prude does; crude difficulty.
You are my friend though, so continually shall it slide.
But don't blame me when I refuse to abide.
Maddening Vexations; Needful Lamentations.
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