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her legs, propped moaning my name burgundy nails disappear, reappear pink, spilling, toes curling releasing a gasp, I smother her stomach coming to, bleeding shame am I civilized or my father am I human or asylum
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Jul 6, 2015
Jul 6, 2015 at 9:38 AM UTC
My Second Poem
her legs, propped moaning my name burgundy nails disappear, reappear pink, spilling, toes curling releasing a gasp, I smother her stomach coming to, bleeding shame am I civilized or my father am I human or asylum
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Jul 6, 2015
Jul 6, 2015 at 9:38 AM UTC
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