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Aug 2011
Use me.
Do it now. Quickly.

No, I don't love you.
I don't want to.

Hit me, hurt me.
Pick me apart piece by piece,

I need it.

Tear into me, I dare you.
I want to be left ******.

Stop the "gentle"
Stop the "care"

I want rough.
I want pain.

I need it.
KM
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   Robyn Kekacs
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