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Aug 2017
Stinging Pleasure
With my tongue, I taste,
a quiver as I measure,
a feeling of electricity,
taste buds explode.

With stinging pleasure,
venom injects,
feel the rush,
it is one to treasure.
The Fire Burns
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The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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