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Sep 23
sweet and sour,

he is ******* sap

from the **** of a

talentless swine.

her sapping, sip-less, sticky syrup-

succulent, seeking severance,

his salty belly-

spewing bile, screeching,

his barren belly-

bones shattering, squelching

his bloat-less belly-

innards squished,

her hooves so unkempt-

suffocating him with such ugly, udder-less love.
The cyclical nature of emotional abuse.
Emma Kate
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Emma Kate  27/F/South Africa
(27/F/South Africa)   
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