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I fail to notice Men's eyes outlining my body. I fail to notice Men's whistles as I walk by. I fail to notice Men's words escaping them with the wind which runs through my hair. But I do notice Men's firm grip on my delicate wrists. I do notice Men's sweet aroma as they snarl into my ear. I do notice Men's ***** fingernails on my soft, milky-coloured waist.
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Apr 10, 2014
Apr 10, 2014 at 10:21 PM UTC
Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned
I fail to notice Men's eyes outlining my body. I fail to notice Men's whistles as I walk by. I fail to notice Men's words escaping them with the wind which runs through my hair. But I do notice Men's firm grip on my delicate wrists. I do notice Men's sweet aroma as they snarl into my ear. I do notice Men's ***** fingernails on my soft, milky-coloured waist.
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Apr 10, 2014
Apr 10, 2014 at 10:21 PM UTC
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