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Nov 2014
i touched a sweet girl too long ago
my hands traveled the hills and valleys of her soft skin
and my mouth crashed archaically, desperately against ****** territory
i tasted the lotion she wore and smelled the fear
and the shampoo her stepmother buys her.
i left bruises on this girl
because her body is a map
and i am here.
im writing poems about my *** partners more often i think it is therapeutic
Amelia
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Amelia  rva usa
(rva usa)   
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