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Sep 2020
You’ve got me feeling like a fiend
Your touch, I crave it, it’s all I need
Without it, I can’t help but feel incomplete
I’ve got a hunger that only you can feed
You toy me around
You must enjoy the sound
Of desperation in my voice
It brings you satisfaction and joy
Knowing with just a look you can destroy
Every ounce of dopamine
Left in my body
Tell me how does it feel
To hold that kind of power over me
Erica Girone
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Erica Girone  28/F/Pennsylvania
(28/F/Pennsylvania)   
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