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Mya
Poems
Jan 2017
Immune to Your Romantics
The only time he holds my hand
Is after he ***** me until I can't tell
Where one inch of flesh meets another
The numb feeling of knowing I'm being held
Without knowing where
As hot flesh melds together-
It's not as if it mattered anyway
Written by
Mya
26/F/Wherever Souls Wander
(26/F/Wherever Souls Wander)
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