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i haven't forgotten the way you stole our first kiss from my mouth or the way your fingers twitched at a feign of defiance the way you've swallowed my voice akin to the way you hold my thighs with possession in a sordid poem three years past I wrote the warm joy, tenderness and unbridled growth i hate the way my mouth tastes under yours the filth of stagnation the lifeless shape i assume alongside yours makes me wonder if a concept of partnership was another bad, damp dream yet i've got to question whether another set of hands would soothe me just as well when i wake, begging **** me **** me **** me my frantic offends you my brain like a gasoline fire your disinterest like that necklace i can't take off
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Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 11:52 PM UTC
the way i wear my noose
i haven't forgotten the way you stole our first kiss from my mouth or the way your fingers twitched at a feign of defiance the way you've swallowed my voice akin to the way you hold my thighs with possession in a sordid poem three years past I wrote the warm joy, tenderness and unbridled growth i hate the way my mouth tastes under yours the filth of stagnation the lifeless shape i assume alongside yours makes me wonder if a concept of partnership was another bad, damp dream yet i've got to question whether another set of hands would soothe me just as well when i wake, begging **** me **** me **** me my frantic offends you my brain like a gasoline fire your disinterest like that necklace i can't take off
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Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 11:52 PM UTC
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