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Dec 2014
The scars on my face
your bruises
and my pain
The dark secrets we share
the shame we hide
and the whispers at night

Violet shades
under the lamp
we kiss and touch
hot and cold
collide and fold
until we explode

ragged breathing
moans of pleasure
stiff bodies
colliding with pressure
hurt and be hurt
in Violet's *******
To my friend Violet, whom I shared a mutual feeling and healed her addiction to ***
Vincent Allen Vicente-Manuel
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Vincent Allen Vicente-Manuel  Philippines
(Philippines)   
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