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May 2013
I'm tipping myself over to encourage response from deep in your throat
the wind breaks over in ignorance of my spastic limbs
illicit - I want to stop and tell you how I used to pull out my own teeth
and now I would do anything to squeeze myself in the gaps between yours
tell me you love me
feel me
need
me

I wake in the dim light of morning mumbling my own name
Gabrielle
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Gabrielle  NCL
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