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Sep 2020
I get close enough to smell you,
and to feel the warmth of your skin.
I see blood rushing through your veins
as I have you in my grip.
My grin grows wider
when I picture your body going limp.
My heart starts to race because
I see panic in your eyes.
Now I’ll **** out your life
to make it a part of mine.
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