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Oct 14
Whisper to me secrets
in between breathless sighs
as we roll on the bed
in the quiet of the night.
Though the world is asleep,
we are awake.
As the daybreak comes,
so do we.
And when the saviour comes,
we won’t worry.
Your sins will become my sins,
my sins will become yours,
and yet despite being filthy,
we will feel clean.
I will shower you with kisses
full of love and passion.
When people ask me who you are,
I will say “she’s just a friend’.
Who needs to know about the way
we lie on the grassy fields,
holding hands and telling tales
of the other girls we’ve loved before?
Secrecy not preferred,
but how it is titillating.
Our secrets,
our sins,
our love
will be ours alone.
And I will be certain
that they die
with me.
And I will be certain
that the punishment
is well worth
the experience.
Thorn
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Thorn  24/F
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   Psychosa
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