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Jan 2020
You’re so slick
Don’t you think so?
There’s no limit To how far you’ll go
You’re so sick
Yes I think so
My limits have been pushed
As far as they can go.
This wound I pick
Yes, for the blood flow
I’ve got stains I’ll never show
Don’t push me
Don’t test me
Don’t fight me
Just bite me
Ok a little fight
Now and then
And Over and over again.
Don’t you dare act like you care
I know the honest truth
You **** me dry
Empty and bare
You’ve ****** me of my youth
You’re so slick
Don’t you think so?
Cause I don’t.
Willow Branche
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Willow Branche  29/Gender Fluid/Florida
(29/Gender Fluid/Florida)   
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