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Jan 2018
More than anything she wanted to open the windows and

scream ******* until her lungs burned from the sin

but having seen Jesus sitting in the corner, taking a drag

from his cigarette while staring at her with those piercing

blue eyes …stopped that thought.   And it faded like her soul

inside the swirls of smoke.

He leaned forward and without moving his lips he

planted the words inside her head…

“Sorry sweets…no one gives a **** anyways.”


And the devil laughed as always ready to find humor

in the most awkward moments

"We can't all walk on water sweetheart…

But we can **** sure sink to the bottom and remain in the depths".

No light can exist without darkness to remind us the borders are forever blurred so easily.

Three knocks on the table and he simply laughed to himself then relaxed in his chair

"I'm always around if you care for some company".
Lily Mae
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Lily Mae  F/Northern Michigan
(F/Northern Michigan)   
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