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Jul 2013
The first night we met
You told me you loved me
You lifted my skirt
And showed me what love felt like
You kissed the outside of my thighs
Gently at first
Your razor tipped lips exploring my ****** flesh
We all bleed the first time
Drawing sighs of approval from my lips
You entered me
Carving our intimate secrets where no one could see
It only hurts the first time
I need you to need me
So **** me with your silence
Slide your fine edged tip across my wrists
And tell me I'm beautiful
Fill me with your metallic seed
And let the scars I bear be the children we conceived
Please
Don't ever leave me.

The first time we met
You told me that you loved me
It really only hurts the first time.
This is a small look at my own experience with cutting
Emoni Jenkins
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