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Oct 2012
Pinned on a red brick wall,
On a street so silent,
We say nothing at all.

Blood boiling under the surface,
Wind licks our skin,
I forgot my purpose.

Longing, pulling deep inside,
He lifts my leg up,
There’s nowhere to hide.

Finger curling round and round,
I melt to his touch,
I am off the ground.

He grabs my chin,
Whispers, “don’t fight,
You are all mine tonight”

Ill always remember,
The red brick wall,
And the night I let go of it all.
Written by
Lily
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