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Feb 2014
There she sits
Unknowing
How I long
For her lust
Jaded by love
The inability
To trust
All there is
Love is not
Throw the die
Give in to it
Experience pleasure
Like never before
More of me she'll want
More of her I'll lure
Poetic Injustices
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Poetic Injustices  Via Lactia
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