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Dec 2018
you touch me and the cracks in my lips bleed I bite them so hard
no one has ever been this close
your fingers draw circles on the back of my legs
you kiss every part of me I say I'd like to change
then your lips drip honey on all of my wounds
(the same ones he used to call a burden)
Madison Greene
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Madison Greene  22/F/South Carolina
(22/F/South Carolina)   
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