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Cheat Night

Groping prostitutes

Violating hearts

and nothing is sacred

and nothing is valid.

Honesty overrated

Love bludgeoned by the masses.

irrational distaste bleeds from the pores.

Spores spawning sores.

Returning blind.

returning.

Leaving

Returning.

 

 

What did she tell you?

"You didn't pay me enough."

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amor-sin-remorse
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Jan 7, 2017
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