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You came to me in a dream last night. You stood there just as if you were the Empire State building My breath caught in my throat, Like those pesky popcorn kernels. My face bled all of its Color away. You kissed me without a sound. Instead of your kiss exciting me, It disgusted me. I hated the taste And the smell of you. Deli meat filled my nose And I almost fainted. At one time I would have flung myself off a cliff for you. Now I would gladly Sprint in the different direction. You lose the right to come to me in dreams Or even touch me. Just stop it. You had tortured me enough. Leave
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Jun 4, 2016
Jun 4, 2016 at 7:21 PM UTC
Slicers Slicing
You came to me in a dream last night. You stood there just as if you were the Empire State building My breath caught in my throat, Like those pesky popcorn kernels. My face bled all of its Color away. You kissed me without a sound. Instead of your kiss exciting me, It disgusted me. I hated the taste And the smell of you. Deli meat filled my nose And I almost fainted. At one time I would have flung myself off a cliff for you. Now I would gladly Sprint in the different direction. You lose the right to come to me in dreams Or even touch me. Just stop it. You had tortured me enough. Leave
angelique-paolucci
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Jun 4, 2016
Jun 4, 2016 at 7:21 PM UTC
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