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Nov 2021
He looks like god
He is my god
Does he know it
The way I absolutely obsess over him
He is everything to me
I am so ******* attached
His claws are in my back and they dig into my stomach
I can feel him diving deeper deeper
Till he surfaces again
Coming up for air through the front of my rib cage
I cannot escape
And if I did
Well
Iā€™m already dead
I could never be accepted
Anywhere else
Written by
jojo  Gender Fluid
(Gender Fluid)   
46
   H-B
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