Sunday, May 10, 2026

This Condom Hater Is Hurting

 This Condom Hater Is Hurting. 

I Feel the Sound of Rain. It Bangs at My Ear Drums and Makes Itself Known to Me. I Get No Relief. This Condom Hater Is Tired. This Condom Hater is Alone. This Condom Hater Is Hurting. I See No God When I Close My Eyes. I See Nothing, Or The Absence of Nothing. There Is Light But There Is No Warmth. This Condom Hater Is Confused. This Condom Hater Is Spent. This Condom Hater Is Hurting.

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