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Nov 2019
i feel you get harder
in my hand-
against the small of my back-
inside of me
as you sink your teeth deep into my flesh.
I try to hold it back
but i can't
and cries that could only be made in agony escape my throat.
I started this
but I do not want to finish it-
I have created a monster.
Kelli
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