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Nov 2019
Where is the shame?
Why do i still want you?
Why do i crave your name dripping
Off of my skin?

I still ache to bear your marks.
I need that sweet tension to break.
To be bitten, used, yours.
One last time.
Written by
Janelise  30/Cisgender Female/California
(30/Cisgender Female/California)   
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