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Mar 2022
wake up filthy
she says to me
her cigarette smoke
blown in my face
good morning

i hate all the thoughts
i can't stand my
head

water stains
on what remains
of the bed sheets
his arms outstretched
tied to the frame

whips, belts, chains
leather bound
looking astounding
fatal femme
dom dame
inflicting pain with a smile on your face
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