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Feb 2019
He ran his fingers along my shoulders
Dragging them lower
And lower

Wait!
Do you even love me?

He looked at me with his thirsty eyes and whispered
No one f*cks for love

I let him have me
Chloe
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Chloe  22/F/England
(22/F/England)   
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