Trusted Failure 6 of 9:

An invisible disaster: We accepted we were
A friend, suggested a decency center
For her and I,
“What a fuck, was a decency center?”
I kept thinking, perhaps, it was some form of,
Society counter control measure,
Aimed at taking fun out of everything in life
I wasn’t ready for that; neither was she
We decided to do something
Something we both never thought we could do
Have a dinner date out
Something, a normal couple would do
We wouldn’t believe it,
We had referred to each other, as a couple
It sounded awful and disgusting
Often, when we had dinner together,
It ended up, into something else
Physical fulfillment, was what we needed
A way to occupy emptiness,
We twiddled to places for years
Life was wonderful,
Why the bloody shit, did we want to change it?
Certain things were meant to remain
In a way, they were: “Never turn an old stone”
A fucked up old time saying,
I sadly wished, I knew before then

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