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Oct 2016
I believe in change.

Because when I'm with him,
my breath is short
and there is a fire inbetween my thighs.
I surrender to him
in every way
until my toes curl
and my lungs empty
as his weight crushes my insecurities.

With you, my walls are high
to keep your arrows at bay
and you don't see
the softest parts of me.
You see my armor
but still think I am weak.

I changed,
I won't let you bruise me
anymore.
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     Lior Gavra and Doug Potter
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