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May 2022
My pen
Lay in my bed
We had slept together
No words were spoken
As we made love
As an ****** of ink
Spilled
Onto the ****** white paper
Innocence
Written off
Cast aside
As words
Leaked out
Of this ******* quill
Tickled by its feathers

by Jemia
Written by
Jemia de Blondeville  63/Transgender Female/hastings
(63/Transgender Female/hastings)   
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