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May 2019
I haven't felt your sizzle melt in years.
The way warm water bounces off your skin,
The way it makes you sink in,
I do not miss you.

I don't think I ever will.
Written by
Cecelia Blackthorn  20/Cisgender Female
(20/Cisgender Female)   
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