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Jul 2013
I drowned in you

I could never foresee  
how you would hide me
nor how your kisses would become chastising.

I always seemed to forget
how  your love would resurrect
with every desire to be wrapped between my legs.

You never foresaw the outcome
that I would in turn use my tongue as a blade
And mercilessly strip through your ego
and my pain.
Janay Moore
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Janay Moore  Chicago
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