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Mar 2015
She uses her skin as a trap
To catch men and drug them
With their own lust until they
Surrender to their hallucinations
And fly away on a trip
To her body
As she touches them softly until
Maybe
Their bones get filled with dopamine
And their mouths get to taste
Her beating heart under her *******.




- LynnAA
The skin talks louder than words.

15/3/2015
Lynn Al-Abiad
Written by
Lynn Al-Abiad
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