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Mar 2018
I have this
animalistic
hunger
for the taste
of your
earthy skin
The way
you lick
your lips
and press your
fingers into
my ribs
leaving me
like a gushing
spring
Like bitter
wine
I cant wait
to lick from
your heaving
chest
Eat me like
a cherry
And I'll make
you feel
fireworks
swell up your
thighs
traveling through me
hard and slow
Sadly Kida
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Sadly Kida  20/F/Someone's dusty attic
(20/F/Someone's dusty attic)   
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     shakti iyer, ---, --- and r
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