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Oct 2015
I need you to **** the kind words out of me.

**** the passivity from behind.

****** your warmth into mine until our sweat leaves us cold and hard.

Wrap your hands around my throat until I no longer feel suffocated by the pressure to please those around me.

Pleasure me until "Be nice" and "I'm sorry" escape my mouth in moans and dissipate into the stagnant air around us.

I'll take you in until I stop taking ******* from everyone else
because **** the people who take advantage of me
and **** being quiet to avoid confrontation or because they might hear us down the hall.

**** them.
I'll dig my nails deep into the flesh between your shoulder blades until I've got talons to fight the ones who've ripped my back to shreds each time I shied away.

And this time I won't apologize for or even cry over the blood I've spilled.
Sag
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