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Zywa
Poems
Sep 2020
Open me
Our village is too small
I only have grandma
to go and talk to
I massage her shoulders
and she runs her fingers
through my hair, I arch
my back for more, deeper
I stretch my body
until her hand breaks me open
as a woman, who will
break me open as a woman?
The guys who don't see me
and the guys with staring eyes
who think to undress me
have nothing to offer me
I'm looking for one in between
who knows what he wants, and
only has to give
his virginity to me
Collection βIt takes a lot of tries to make a dΓ©but"
#lovewish
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