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I drank her dry. But hadn't I'd known that Would be my last. I would have savored her In my mouth. Alas, I had forgotten how she tastes And that is my eternal doom
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Jan 21, 2018
Jan 21, 2018 at 4:53 AM UTC
Her taste
I drank her dry. But hadn't I'd known that Would be my last. I would have savored her In my mouth. Alas, I had forgotten how she tastes And that is my eternal doom
A lost soul looking to be revived again by her lover .
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19/F/Cape town
Jan 21, 2018
Jan 21, 2018 at 4:53 AM UTC
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