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Jul 2012
I promised myself I wouldn't give in
my resolve to be stronger than myself turned out
to be null, for one, because it almost didn't make sense in the first place

but there we were, shuffling about on the sheets like we'd never
touched before (or never bothered to touch before) which is entirely untrue
because we used to quite frequently

and I watched intently as your eyebrows caved, mouth fell open
but you refused to make any noise

So,
yes,
I squeezed it out of you.
(c) Brooke Otto
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