you didn't know me you just fucked me (but i miss you anyway)

i know the bites on your neck were wrong i was told not to leave traces of my Self because i do not belong sorry for screaming your name (but i guess it was worth it) when you choked me and said quiet down the stain on my panties looks like the virgin mary (i think she's mad at me) because i begged you to fuck me sideways and backwards digging screaming sweating pounding sighing the virgin mary is crawling out of my pussy trying to make me pure you are the closest tangible thing and you don't even exist

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