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Mar 2012
one time there was a summer(right before it)where
deliberate of short and blackest hair came a girl
between familiar and un arriving in a slender vessel
feeling untouched a bit raw virginal needing of
hand's barest singe took off all her clothes in my room
and was so cute a tiny wall of blood

                                                                   snarled
                                                                                
                                                                                 sighed


                                                                                            broke
                                                                                            a little ocean scarlet
                                                                                            (from her hips)
PK Wakefield
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PK Wakefield
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