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I see you.
Not the version you sell —
the one underneath the posture.
The hunger dressed up as confidence.
The silence you fill with yourself.
You walk in like attention is currency
and every woman owes you interest.
Like your presence is a favor.
Like volume is depth.
It isn’t.
You don’t want intimacy.
You want reflection.
A woman polished enough
to make you look whole
without asking you to be.
You flirt with connection
until it requires consistency.
You vanish when it costs you effort
and call that freedom.
I used to mistake that absence for mystery.
I don’t anymore.
You don’t scare me.
You don’t impress me.
You repeat.
Same charm.
Same deflection.
Same fragile ego
wrapped in borrowed confidence.
You don’t take women —
you borrow them.
You don’t love —
you consume.
And I am no longer available
to be digested.
This isn’t anger.
Anger still gives energy.
This is recognition.
I won’t dance with you.
Not slow.
Not once.
Not ever again.
I don’t soften to be chosen.
I don’t shrink to be kept.
I don’t perform patience
for men allergic to accountability.
You don’t get my body
because you’re charming.
You don’t get my time
because you’re loud.
You don’t get my spirit
because you want it.
Access is earned.
And you never paid the cost.
So keep the mirror.
Keep the audience.
Keep the endless loop
of women almost loving you.
I’m not leaving hurt.
I’m leaving clear.
I see you.
And that’s exactly why
you don’t get me.
Details
GeneratedDec 26, 2025
Duration3:21
LanguageEnglish
Style
Slow, minimalist dark blues spoken-word delivery over a low, predatory groove.
Bass-led, sparse drums or heartbeat
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CoherenceInBloomModelAria v5
