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Apr 2016
caress me with your words
they are honey
that drips over
all of my existence
coating me
turning me into something
more sweet

I am tastier
when dipped
in your sugar
savor me
devour me

but often
you enjoy me
raw
Written by
the dead bird  25/F/Boston
(25/F/Boston)   
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