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Feb 2019
do i listen to my mind or
do i let my body take control
lose control
do i let his fingers linger
caress the curves of my body
i wish i could see clearer
vision blurred
my mind pleads
this will bring pain
my body claims
there is no need to be ashamed
but there is
isn’t there?
in God we trust
but this, i must
let him enter
pure bliss
perfect pressure to my lips
again
and again
please
never again.
viola
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viola  22/F
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