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Mar 2012
you did it well the first time
the second time you lied.

your grabbing arms were short
your inviting smile grew grimm
you pulled me in with sweetness
and spat me out with taste

your promise of satisfaction
was well planned but short lived
wrongfully projected
willingly endured

you thrill me 'till i'm disgusted
play me 'till i'm bored
i invite you
you detain me
i hate you

even still i don't feel
i critique pleasure enough,
for eroding my conscious mind
losing my ability to judge
on the pathway of your ride!
Written by
Cecile Havenga
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