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Mar 2018
Here I...
Here I..He...Here I ***...
and here I go again.

Lust. I must have you.
But you are beyond forbidden.

I will never be forgiven for these sins.
Stolen pictures of you on my phone.

My boyfriend is getting a ego.
He doesn't know In my head,
it's you I'm ******* instead.

I thought addictions were physical.
But I've never tasted you on my tongue.

I can't stop wishing I could taste you on my tongue.
Amanda Francis
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