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Sep 2021
The ringing in my veins
courses through my aching body,
Like a rampant child;
Reckless and unrestrained.

It calls to me,
screaming for my attention,
to once again feel my ‘love;’
My dedication.

I can only deny such crawling advances,
And feel my yearning spirit cry.
Eventually I will break,
That will be the day I hide.
I tried it just a bit today, don’t get mad, I didn’t bleed at all, you can’t even call it a scratch. I just couldn’t stand not doing it. It was getting to me. I wanted to so badly i couldn’t resist. I’m sorry but the runs aren’t working anymore. I promise i can be safe.
Ayn
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Ayn  20/M/Wherever I May Roam
(20/M/Wherever I May Roam)   
90
     ryn and Ayesha
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