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Jan 2013
He kissed me
You embraced me

He slithered his arm up my skirt
You asked if I was cold

His kiss was filled with passion
Your kiss was filled with hope

He poisoned my veins with lust
You fed me from the tree of knowledge

His scent was commercial
Your scent was raw; shocking me back to reality

I left him.
                  You left me.



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