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"N.R.E."
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DaddyO's BDSM by DaddyO
New Relationship Energy dances
And reflects her smile from his eyes
The glares rebound in dumbfounded glances
Projecting the look of goodbye
Apparently I'm not a conduit
For this N.R.E. like her
Supposedly I "conduit" alone
Because that's what fate prefers
Disabled is how I tend to feel
When I think too much.
Wondering why others' N.R.E.
Isn't considered a crutch
My King-sized bed instead feels dead;
These sleepless nights alone,
When seen with my queen so keen and sheen
I'd sit upon a throne
Disdained, I waned, while breaking down,
My listlessness insists,
Our O.R.E. she's feigned, and found
That I need not exist
