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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