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Jun 2018
you want to stick it in me ,,

break me
                open
                         so that i leak .

it's boiling hot,
and
you wield a blade
that does not
cut skin .  

but still i bleed ,
and pick each scab .

i will **** you before you ever see me
open ,
          spread,

beg for me.
this is a really ****** poem but it’s how I feel, I hate ***.
cait-cait
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   Erin Kelly, stopdoopy, Fawn, Myrrdin and ---
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