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Jan 2019
AFTERTASTE
broken glass on my salted tongue
spit or swallow you pressured
one scars my heart the other my lungs
self-massacre to keep you pleasured
and now my wounded throat has no intention to scream
#glass #abuse #pleasure
Red
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Red  Non-binary/australia
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