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your skin creates peace inside me creating wrinkles in time i find myself constantly longing to feel you close for us to create friction between gravity our inertia to propel us into voids of pleasure nothing between us is what i desire but when you deny me black holes devour me crushing my guts into pulp bleeding me with your rejection i blend till i am nothing from what i began
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May 6, 2021
May 6, 2021 at 10:07 PM UTC
what is wrong with me then?
your skin creates peace inside me creating wrinkles in time i find myself constantly longing to feel you close for us to create friction between gravity our inertia to propel us into voids of pleasure nothing between us is what i desire but when you deny me black holes devour me crushing my guts into pulp bleeding me with your rejection i blend till i am nothing from what i began
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27/M/New York
May 6, 2021
May 6, 2021 at 10:07 PM UTC
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