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Mar 2020
Pheromones
got you like
OoooOoooO.
Natural selection;
You mistake for fate.
You think it's love,
but it ain't.
Can you feel my scales
against your neck?
Can you get a grip
before you're dead?
I wish saving you
could save me.
If I could be better,
I would be.
Written by
Phoenix Rising  122/Non-binary/Death's Door
(122/Non-binary/Death's Door)   
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