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Soft boy surrounded by selfish intentions Who meant well in the beginning But lost your way in lust and romanticised media You ran your lips across the thighs of people you did not belong to Who did not owe you their affections Yet you expected them Teased them Fell in love with the idea of love Then convinced them to fall for it too Your words will always be more beautiful than your actions You live like regret is woven into the fibres of your clothes Like your acknowledgement of your fuck ups exonerates and redeems you Like you deserve a clean slate You used to find solace in yourself In the Casanovas on movie screens Have you come to terms with who you did not turn out to be? Your Disney prince mentality isn't quite what's it's hyped up to be You will find no sympathy here You stand alone Facing your own reflection In clear glass Beads of water dripping down your face Trying to shock yourself back to reality Back to the ideas you had Of this soft, soft boy Before















