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May 2015
a pulse in your chest
and one to match between your legs.
racing,
pacing,
speed racer baby.
on all fours.
peering up at me,
tearing up,
cheer up pretty lady.
i won't make you do the things
that make you cringe.
the things that stain up the walls of your mind
and the back of your throat,
so you can pretend you're loved.
Circa 1994
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Circa 1994  Florida
(Florida)   
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   unknown and mvssbecvming
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