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May 2014
Did her touch feel as tender as mine upon your silken neck?
And did her lips feel real?
Were the curves of her body like serene waves you wanted forever wade in?
I like to think you didn't smile.
Even if she excited you.
Did her tight lips make you sick?
Her hair doesn't hide her like mine does.
When her current touches your skin it burns and sears,
like a cigarette pushed into flesh.
Lucy
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