My face goes a deep red,
melting in like the slap of skin,
leaving tension and darkened marks.
Wow, more.
His hands are perfect,
tighter.
like a noose, but you
give me life.
Aug 23, 2019
Aug 23, 2019 at 12:12 AM UTC
My face goes a deep red,
melting in like the slap of skin,
leaving tension and darkened marks.
Wow, more.
His hands are perfect,
tighter.
like a noose, but you
give me life.
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