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Poison Ivy by Lara H. © |
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Take my wounds, lick the grains of hate that have infested themselves upon my flesh. Lick my body, feel my lust, feel my body, too hot to touch. I want you to surrender, Oh this love of mine, I want you tied down and helpless; As I run my hands down your broken spine. Cold, translucent, does it really matter, not to me. I'd have you any day, anywhere, anytime. |
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