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your fingers caress me hot iron dragging along the landscape of my rashes lookin for a weeping sore prodding for satisfaction my skin blistering like raspberries in summer heat
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Dec 17, 2022
Dec 17, 2022 at 10:04 PM UTC
Picking at my open wound
your fingers caress me hot iron dragging along the landscape of my rashes lookin for a weeping sore prodding for satisfaction my skin blistering like raspberries in summer heat
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20/Transgender Male
Dec 17, 2022
Dec 17, 2022 at 10:04 PM UTC
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