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things we said
what you whispered and groaned
were so many things—
so many things i had almost moaned.
in anger and in desire or lust
there were so many things
you said i should just trust.
and so many things i heard in my head
your voice and my voice
screaming the love dead.
“it’s dead!” my voice moans in her pain
but its pain-turned-pleasure
and it runs down the drain.
my voice screams, hitting the glass
breaking down the door
knowing this pleasure will be her last.
~💋~


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