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Jul 2013
You taught me so much.
I ****** a guy last week.
I didn't moan for his pride.
I just let him release me,
but not shower that night.

You should see what I learned.
I needed attention,
then turned down the sweet guy.
And his tears did not shake me.
I got bored of his cries.

I am proud to say that
my weakness has passed.
For this time is real,
I am not made of water
no longer, I'm steel.
Written by
Sinai
362
   ---, --- and Nat Lipstadt
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