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May 2014
I promise
to keep it honest
between us
and deliver it harder
when you want it.

I promise
to not let the fairy-tales
people make up
to get in the way
of f--king you to
the overdose levels
you've been craving for.

I promise
as I inject my vitality
into the back
of your throat
you'll feel like
like there's no better
place for you to be
but here.

I promise
that when playtime
is over
and you go back
to your man,
I'll be waiting
for your text
so we can
ride the sheets
again.

But, I won't be waitin'
alone.
Soul Scalpel
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Soul Scalpel
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