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Nov 2017
unbotton my blouse, caress me with your warm hands.
bring me in close and whisper "it's only you, baby."
then slam me into a wall, trail your fingertips up my body like i am a spanish guitar and you want to hear the melody.
pick me up and lay me on the bed, look at me with desire and lust.
you seem all too familiar with this, so i know i am not the only one.

-your first lie
Chelsea
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Chelsea  19/F
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