a study toward sonnet #948 by FisherKingKQJ
When I was thirteen, I slept with my friend,
Although we were both into handsome boys;
We would dress each other, garments swap-lend,
We would play house with adult certain poise.
My oestragen boost creates a tingling noise
Constantly within my growing boobs and crotch;
I'm so confused and feel a slave to carnal joys,
And our close friendship has calmed down a notch.
I found my real self in this hormone botch,
When one day I took a shortcut to school,
My mind absorbed in homework math hotchpotch,
I caught real me sure stalking one girl cool.
I'm scared of my subconscious true motive...
Darling, would you count me lesbian votive?
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 motive
o $10,000,000 inspiration
o $10,000,000 reason
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